| I got green and I got blues
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| and everyday there’s a little less difference between the two.
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| So I belly-up and disappear.
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| Well I ain’t really drowning 'cause I see the beach from here.
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| I could take a Greyhound home but when I got there it’d be gone
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| along with everything a home is made up of.
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| So I’ll take two of what you’re having and I’ll take all of what you got
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| to kill this goddamn lonely, goddamn lonely love.
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| Sister, listen to what your daddy says.
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| Don’t be ashamed of things that hide behind your dress.
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| Belly-up and arch your back.
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| Well I ain’t really falling asleep; |
| I’m fading to black.
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| You could come to me by plane, but that wouldn’t be the same
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| as that old motel room in Texarkana was.
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| So I’ll take two of what you’re having and I’ll take all of what you got
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| to kill this goddamn lonely, goddamn lonely love.
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| Stop me if you’ve heard this one before:
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| A man walks into a bar and leaves before his ashes hit the floor.
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| Stop me if I ever get that far.
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| The sun’s a desperate star that burns like every single one before.
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| And I could find another dream,
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| one that keeps me warm and clean
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| but I ain’t dreamin’anymore, I’m waking up.
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| So I’ll take two of what you’re having and I’ll take everything you got
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| to kill this goddamn lonely, goddamn lonely love. |