| Woh! |
| This town is dirty Honey, even for a girl like you.
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| Where the game is lets play fake.
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| And the players, all the religious and the scoundrels —
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| One in the same. |
| Oh what a shame.
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| What an absolutely terrible shame.
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| There are liars outside your window,
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| There are liars outside your window.
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| Singing syncopated rhythms, drowning in your ear
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| And they’re all you ever, all you ever, ever hear.
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| Your apathy says blame me for this. |
| Uh huh yeah. |
| Uh huh yeah.
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| Apathy says blame me for this.
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| Oh, day two is quite the same
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| In fact just the name Oh, lets change face.
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| And the players, all the religious and the scoundrels
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| Meet in the shady place today.
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| What a, terrible shame.
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| There are liars outside your window,
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| There are lairs oustide your window,
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| Singing syncopated rhythms drowning in your ear
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| And they’re all you ever, all you ever, ever hear.
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| Your apathy says blame me for this, Uh huh yeah.
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| Apathy says blame me for this.
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| You’re home now curled up with your chin to your knee.
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| Does it hurt to breathe? |
| Just don’t go to sleep.
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| Loose lips, wide hips, you don’t have to beg.
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| Each night a different man in your bed.
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| But heres the question, does that man need you?
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| Loose lips, wide hips, you don’t have to beg,
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| Each night a different man in your bed.
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| And he knows it. |
| He knows he doesn’t need you.
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| Singing syncopated rhythms drowning in your ear
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| And they’re all you ever, all you ever, ever hear.
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| Your apathy can’t blame me for this. |
| No.
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| Apathy can’t blame me for this. |