| JONATHAN RICHMAN
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| Here I am driving around at 3 am
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| Looking for people I don’t know
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| They said «party at 1:32»
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| And I said «yeah, I wanna go»
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| Because the night is still young
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| And the bed is just cold
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| And I’m tired of spending time all alone
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| Well I’m driving around and I can’t find nothing
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| Maybe she said 1:36 or something
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| I don’t want to give up and go home
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| At 1:32 they turned out the light
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| Maybe I didn’t get the address right
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| But if I go home now I’ll never know
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| Because the night is still young
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| And the bed is just cold
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| And I’m tired of hanging around all alone
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| Well the party’s getting mellow at 5 am
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| That’s when the dreamy things happen
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| A green and purple fog begins to glow
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| When you’re tired tired and you can’t talk straight
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| That’s the way I wanna communicate
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| 'Cause then a certain feeling starts to show
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| And the night is still young
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| And the bed is still cold
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| And I’m tired of hanging around all alone |