| You only call me when you’re drunk
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| Deplorable old friend, somewhere in the East end
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| I guess you have me on speed-dial
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| For your eyesight is too blurred, to text me any words
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| I’ve got no bone to pick with you
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| Don’t be a mournful dog, I just want it to stop
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| As dreamers we’d scream all the songs
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| That we’d known all our lives off the roofs of the city bankers
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| Break in the windows, burn all the documents
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| Rich daddy’s boys bunch of…
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| You only call me when you’re drunk
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| Cursing down the phone, you can’t stand being alone
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| I picture you asleep on a bench
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| Half frozen in the snow, someone I used to know
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| Give all your sadness a last embrace
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| Turn up sober at my place, we’ll talk about it face to face
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| As dreamers we’d scream all the songs
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| That we’d known all our lives off the roofs of the city bankers
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| Break in the windows, burn all the documents
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| Rich daddy’s boys…
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| Rich daddy’s boys!
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| You only call me when you’re drunk… |