| I’ve got a girl
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| She only puts out water
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| In the night, in the day and in the morning
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| Wakes me up
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| I shake her to the bone to calm her down
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| To stop the mourning
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| I’ve got a heart that only fills me up with cold blood
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| I’ve got a brain that only fills me with confusion
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| Oh lord
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| I’ve got some time
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| I fill it up with lies that I repeat to myself to keep on going
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| I’ve got a life
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| Man it’s filled up with the sorrow of a thousand other men with sin’s atoning
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| I’ve got a heart that only fills me up with cold blood
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| I’ve got a brain that only fills me with illusions
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| Oh lord, my lord
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| Oh lord
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| Go to bed
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| I put the bottle down but still it calls me from down the hall And up the stairs
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| It says come on let’s go around and when I go it takes me all the way
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| I’ve got a heart that only fills me up with cold blood
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| I’ve got a brain that never gives me no solution
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| Oh lord
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| I’ve got some cash
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| I borrowed from a man that didn’t know he was lending
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| I held him dear and I held that money near
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| It disappeared
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| Just blew off in the wind
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| I’ve got a heart that only fills me up with cold blood
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| I’ve got a brain that only fills me with illusions
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| Oh lord, my lord
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| Now my girl
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| She fills me up with water
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| In the night, in the day and in the morning
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| Shakes me up and wakes me to the bone
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| It’s not enough to stop the mourning
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| I’ve got a heart that only pumps me up with cold blood
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| I’ve got a brain that only fills me with confusion
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| Oh lord, my lord |