| Just ignore the red phone bill
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| Just put it up on the 'sill
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| And close your eyes, 'cause it’ll be there in the morning
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| Just get some sleep before the sun
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| Lay down your head because you’re the lucky one
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| You’re in, you’re out, This a fucking warning
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| This is a warning
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| Let go of possibilities
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| Just lay your wallet next to me
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| You never wanted it to be that way
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| But your parents want it to be that way
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| Just stay right where you are
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| Just stay right where you are, are, are, are
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| One more month of broken glass
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| And one more sitting on your ass
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| You’re in, you’re out, this a fucking warning
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| Yeah, because all plots tend toward death you’ve read
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| But don’t you get that through your head
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| You just remember what your landlord said because
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| Diazepam, it will leave you dead yeah
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| Just stay right where you are
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| Just stay right where you are, are, are, are |