| She met you in the driveway it was so alone.
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| With the neighbors still complaining 'bout the heat.
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| And she fell in your way she broke down and said:
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| «I feel love with people who tell you where to go.
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| I don’t know why the revelations bore me.
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| I know I wont go outside.
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| (You write there like a rabbit in the head (hole?)
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| I don’t know where I’m the prayer that is this city
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| can seals.) I know by the eyes.
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| But Charly don’t you staying in this world.»
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| You lay down in the hallway it was so white.
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| Like a slow dance with a carpet cheek to cheek.
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| And descenting with her view to (longlangnong???) to you.
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| «Higher Ground with people who tell you where to go.
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| I don’t know why they clutch their faiths.
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| Their only defense against the void.
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| (You write there like rabbit in the head
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| I don’t know where I’m the prayer that is this city
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| can seals.) I know by the eyes.
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| But Charly don’t you stay in this world.
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| Charly don’t you there’s so much to live for.
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| Charly don’t you the lovers coming soon.
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| Charly don’t you there’s someone who needs you.» |