| Bibia be ye ye
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| I lost my shoes last night, I don’t know where I put my keys
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| I was tired and fell asleep beneath an oak tree
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| I bet my mother’s proud of me from each scar
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| Upon my knuckle and each graze upon my knee,
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| and all I know
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| Is I got a cab and then threw up on his car seat
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| He kicked me out and then I walked in the rain
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| I tell myself in every way I won’t be doing this again
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| And tomorrow’s a brand new day
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| Someone told me, «Always say what’s on your mind»
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| And I am only being honest with you, I
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| I get lonely and make mistakes from time to time
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| Se enioma enko ye,
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| bibia be ye ye
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| Bibia be ye ye, ye ye, ye ye
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| Bibia be ye ye
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| I remember less and less and mostly things that I regret
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| In my phone are several texts, from girls I’ve never met
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| And in the pocket of my jeans are only coins and broken dreams
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| My heart is breaking at the seams and I’m coming apart now
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| Now things are looking up, I’ll find my shoes right next to the oak tree
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| And I’ll get a bus straight into town and spend the afternoon
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| Looking around for the things that I left on the ground
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| And say you’re with me, tomorrow’s a brand new day |