| Seems as if all the street lights were out
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| And all that’s left of me, is a full ashtray
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| You remind me of a book that I’ve read not so long ago
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| Woh-ooh-woh
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| Solitary
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| Wooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
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| Now the sun has lit the sky
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| In no ordinary way
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| Would have stood here, with you
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| Till the day swallowed us in, whole
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| Well I’m alone
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| Well I’m at home
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| Woh-oh-oh
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| Solitary
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| Woo-ooh-ooh
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| Woo-ooh-ooh
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| Woah-oah-oah
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| (Wooh-ooh-ooh)
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| Woah-oah-oah
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| (Wooh-ooh-ooh)
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| Woah-oah-oah
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| (Wooh-ooh-ooh)
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| Woah-oah-oah
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| (Wooh-ooh-ooh)
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| It’s too high, to feel the lower frequencies
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| But, I have a place in the stars for you
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| Till the day swallowed us in whole
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| Well, I’m alone
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| Well, I’m at home
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| Oh-oh-oh-woh
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| Solitary
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| Woo-ooh-ooh
|
| Woo-ooh-ooh
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| Woah-oah-oah
|
| (Wooh-ooh-ooh)
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| Woah-oah-oah
|
| (Wooh-ooh-ooh)
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| Woah-oah-oah
|
| (Wooh-ooh-ooh)
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| Woah-oah-oah
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| (Wooh-ooh-ooh) |