| I’ve been sitting here out alone
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| Try to feel so tempt for you yeah
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| This road we found is not the real thing
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| But I’m down
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| Yeah
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| If you don’t excuse it all the same
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| This is the real thing
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| And I’ll drive you insane I’m waitin 4 you then
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| You know it’s true baby
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| 'Cause I feel rhythm
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| Wait on the floor, wait on a few lines
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| Wait a taxi to come by,
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| Waiting for the preacher, talk to my teacher
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| Do it all for love, do it for the drugs
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| That’s my job son, that’s my coat on
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| It’s time the simulation to the wait, waiting for you
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| Oh
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| Don’t live jungle face transparent down
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| 'Cause shovel cause I’m seeing double
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| But don’t do it
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| Losing you is such a easy little option mist
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| Watch and crucify multiply the shot
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| I’m moving out of town
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| Is it how these kids transcend?
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| same sound with the memory when the papers can’t came
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| And then tell me I’m insane
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| For waitin 4 u babe,
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| Where are those we’re not alone?
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| Wait on the phone, wait for a little try
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| Wait until the close time
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| Wait for a preacher or I’m talking my teacher
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| Drew another line, I did a bunch of drugs there
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| Miss little pixie, been around the 60's
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| To the bullet on the 6 sheets, cool under your jail
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| Yeah what’s it gonna do? |
| With a couple like me and you
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| Yea, coming through the music, charming as a prisoner
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| That look into your eyes of pay attention size or 2
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| Got to feel the rhythm
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| I can feel the rhythm
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| I can feel the rhythm
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| I can feel the rhythm
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| I can feel the rhythm
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| A lot of beautiful girls, beautiful girls
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| Elegance, and it might be a scene
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| Looking for my girl in a junkyard
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| In a junk yard, In a junk yard
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| I just couldn’t bear it
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| I was there where it happened
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| I didn’t know where to go so
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| I’m still here waiting for you |