| Let me take your hat friend
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| Tell me what’s the matter
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| 'Round here folks call me the mad hatter
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| That’s Sad in the corner with his heart on his sleeve
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| Talking to Regret who’s never gonna leave
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| Over there playing pool is Fool and Lost
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| And tending bar tonight that’s All My Fault
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| We all just hang out and listen to Blues
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| Sing his songs there’s nothing else to do in
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| Crazyland
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| Since you said goodbye
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| It’s been crazy man
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| Lunatics, liars and also-rans
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| Waiting on her leaving to come back again
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| Here in Crazyland
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| Talking to yourself is the only plan
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| Giving up on your last give a damn
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| Here in Crazyland
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| Pick you out a stool son
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| I’ll buy the first round
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| I’ll tell you how her leaving
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| Brought the whole house down
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| No not that one that’s Sorrows
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| He’s over shaking hands with I Told You So
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| That’s Out Of His Mind that just walked in
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| He’s Ole Insane’s new best friend
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| It’s a whole damn room full of lost whose who’s
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| And you never know who you’re gonna run into in
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| Crazyland
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| Since she said goodbye
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| It’s been crazy man
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| Lunatics, liars and also-rans
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| Waiting on her leaving to come back again
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| Here in Crazyland
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| Talking to yourself is the only plan
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| Giving up on your last give a damn
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| Here in Crazyland
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| I didn’t catch your name, friend, sorry 'bout that
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| Sure nice to meet you, baby, please come back |