| As I watch her go
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| She and I both know
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| Ill winds will blow
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| All browns’n blues
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| Are the colors that I like the best
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| Like the best on you
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| How you fill the room
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| And drain the gloom and doom
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| As you shook off my stride with your shoulder
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| You and I
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| We stand to lose nothin' baby
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| High beneath our evening sky
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| But the road on was an ill reputed one
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| Falling in our tracks
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| We’re a bleedin' heart attack
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| But no. |
| Oh, where will we go?
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| The nice ones crowded in the back
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| I should’ve let you known
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| And fallin' through the cracks
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| All busted on our backs
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| Oh no! |
| It’s time you got your
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| Goddamn fingers off my back
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| Now come
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| Ass’n disco
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| Falling in and fallin' out of love
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| Seems an easy thing for you
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| As we watch television spark a light
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| Into our room of two
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| Oh, Townes was right on
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| It’s all for the sake of a song
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| Falling in our tracks
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| We’re a bleedin' heart attack
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| But no! |
| Oh, where will we go?
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| The nice ones crowded in the back
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| I should’ve let you known
|
| And fallin' through the cracks
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| All busted on our backs
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| Oh no! |
| It’s time you got your
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| Goddamn fingers off my back
|
| Now come
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| We’re young delinquents with steel
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| That’s how we feel (that's how we feel)
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| Bold and risen fast
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| And our elation is real
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| Making oceans kneel (oceans kneel)
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| Bold and risen
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| True to mission
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| Falling in our tracks
|
| We’re a bleedin' heart attack
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| But no! |
| Oh, where will we go?
|
| The nice ones crowded in the back
|
| I should’ve let you known
|
| And fallin' through the cracks
|
| All busted on our backs
|
| Oh no! |
| It’s time you got your
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| Goddamn fingers off my back
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| Now come
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| Ass’n disco |