| Feel my pain, and I’ll do yours
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| We’re all banged up
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| But who’s keepin' score?
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| Well I’m not, are you?
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| There’s a place out there
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| That we can go and
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| Clean up our act in, then
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| Come out squeaky clean
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| So no one will know
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| Where we been
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| How can I sing to ‘em straight
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| From my heart, babe?
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| It’s all I ever really wanted to do anyway
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| From the start, babe
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| Hear what I’m sayin' and…
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| Feel my pain
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| (If that’s alright for you)
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| There’s a fountain out there
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| Flowin' deep and wide
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| Somewhere deep in this town
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| To jump in if you can swim
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| And I never did much talkin' anyway
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| Ok, that’s a lie
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| But that don’t matter to you
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| Feel my pain and
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| Come inside or
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| Stay the course with a
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| Bulldozing force
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| Riding on a demon-possessed horse
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| There’s a place out there
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| People go and never come back
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| If you’d care to say your prayers
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| How can I sing to ‘em straight
|
| From my heart, babe?
|
| It’s all I ever really wanted to do anyways
|
| From the start, babe
|
| Hear what I’m sayin' and…
|
| Feel my pain
|
| (If that’s alright for you)
|
| There’s a fountain out there
|
| Flowin' deep and wide
|
| Somewhere deep in this town
|
| To jump in if you can swim
|
| And I never did much talkin anyway
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| Ok, that’s a lie
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| But that don’t matter to you |