| Yea, you walk with the sun on your back
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| With you’re clothes soaking through
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| On a handle of a suitcase that’s broken in two
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| And a curled (or curdled) cigarette
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| That you lit, when you threw the captain
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| Yea and he saw you running
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| But he wouldn’t stop the rain
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| 'cause he knew the perfect pictures
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| Were lying underneath the train
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| Yea and he ain’t your hero
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| Yea but why should you care?
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| 'cause her memory stills lingers there
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| And her memory still lingers there
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| And I’ve been up so long
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| And I’ve been up so long
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| And I’ve been up so long that I don’t think that I could get down
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| No, I don’t think that I could get down
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| Yeah and Valentine woke me with a coffee and soup (?)
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| And her long black stockings
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| And her brown leather boots
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| And that pen, she writes all the words on the sides of the pages
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| Got drowned in the flood
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| Yea and I asked if she would dance
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| Down to the station with me
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| But she couldn’t hear the question
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| From all the music in the street
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| And I would have asked her again
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| Yea but I knew she’d be thinking of him
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| Yea and I knew she’d be thinking of him
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| And I’ve been up so long
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| I’ve been up so long
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| I’ve been up so long that I don’t think that I could get down
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| No, I don’t think that I could get down
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| Oh and all of the players
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| Snow White, in the show
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| And the broken beer bottles and my old ragged clothes
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| That I wore last night, yes and the night before
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| But I just don’t care
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| No I just don’t care anymore
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| And there ain’t no use in pretending
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| That you like me if you don’t
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| Because I don’t like you
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| And I can promise that I won’t
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| Ever believe a word that you say
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| 'cause you’re a liar, and a phony, and a fake!
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| No, you’re a liar, and a phony, and a fake!
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| And I’ve been up so long
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| And I’ve been up so long
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| And I’ve been up so long that I don’t think that I could get down
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| No, I don’t think that I could get down
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| No, I don’t think that I could get down, down
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| No, I don’t think that I could get down, down
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| No, I don’t think that I could get down, down
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| And I don’t think that I could get down |