| And your hands are really shakin something awful
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| As you light your 27th cigarette
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| Oh how long have you been sittin in the darkness
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| You forget
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| Oh you know you’re gettin really hard to be with
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| And you’re cryin every time you turn around
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| And you wonder why you can not pick your head up
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| Off the ground
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| Oh my crazy baby
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| Try to hold on tight
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| Oh my crazy baby
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| Don’t put out the light, the light
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| The light, the light
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| And they look at you like they don’t speak your language
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| And you’re living at the bottom of a well
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| And you swallowed all the awful bloody secrets
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| That you can’t tell
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| Oh you know you ought to get yourself together
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| But you can not bear to walk outside your door
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| No, you can not bear to look into the mirror
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| Anymore, anymore
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| Oh my crazy baby
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| Try to hold on tight
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| Oh my crazy baby
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| Don’t put out the light, the light
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| The light, the light
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| And your hands are really shakin something awful
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| As your worries crawl around inside your clothes
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| Ooh how long will you be sittin in the darkness
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| Heaven knows
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| Oh my crazy baby
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| Try to hold on tight
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| Oh my crazy baby
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| Don’t put out the light, the light
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| The light, the light, the light
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| The light, the light, the light
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| The light, the light |