| Walking in my Sunday suit, eyes on fire
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| Came accross you walking on the other side
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| «Hey there where you going, are you out of your mind?»
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| «Say there where you going, so out of your mind?»
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| And you say «Ooh, yeh, yeh»…
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| Off the curb he stumbles, he’s high on amphetamine
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| Thoughts are disappearing through the cracks in his mind
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| «I see you’re still straightened out, I’m high as a kite»
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| «I can’t get myself together, try as I might»
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| And I say «Ooh, yeh, yeh», and I say «Ooh, yeh, yeh»
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| Ooh, yeh, yeh… Ooh, yeh, yeh…
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| Walking in my Sunday suit, eyes on fire
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| Came across you walking on the other side
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| Mind is disappearing like water in sand
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| Thoughts are disappearing through the cracks in the land
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| And I say «Ooh, yeh, yeh», and I say «Ooh, yeh, yeh», ooh… |