| I want it rag-tag life in a bag
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| I’ve been sleeping in a bus mistrust singing lalalala
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| Ohhhhhhh…
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| I got the feeling I’ve been nickel and dimed
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| That was probably in line for the semiconscious state of mind
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| Ohhhhhhh…
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| Rush rush rush for the gold dust scattered too much
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| I’m sippin cocktails, fish scales, falling for love
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| I’m falling for love
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| Reason reason reason
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| Is gone… Don't go!
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| Spun (are you lonesome, are you, are you lonesome?)
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| Don’t go (are you lonesome, are you, are you lonesome?)
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| Yeah, reason, reason… reason is gone (are you lonesome, are you,
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| are you lonesome?)
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| I’m spuuuun (are you lonesome, are you, are you lonesome?)
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| I want it rag-tag love in a bag
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| Volume five, drip dry, Lo-Fi, singing lalalala
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| Ohhhhhhh…
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| Rush rush rush
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| Down in the sound
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| It’s your ride, top side, high tide.
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| Free falling below
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| I’m falling for love
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| Reason reason reason
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| Is gone. |
| So long!
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| Spun (are you lonesome, are you, are you lonesome?)
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| I’m gone! |
| (are you lonesome, are you, are you lonesome?)
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| Yeah, reason… reason, reason is gone (are you lonesome, are you,
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| are you lonesome?)
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| I’m spun…
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| (are you lonesome, are you, are you lonesome?)
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| (are you lonesome, are you, are you lonesome?)
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| HA, HA, HA! |
| SPUN!
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| Ohhh ohhh ohhh… |