| I didn’t get that much sleep last night
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| Starring at the window and the cold moonlight
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| Tossing and a turning on the antique bed
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| The sugar tube and Thomas making in my head
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| And I can see you a pretty good like a rock and roll killer
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| And this is not the place where you should act like a tool
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| Got a little hot in the office today
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| The telephone rings I should throw it away
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| And even when the paper describes a wreck
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| They manage to mangle the sub context
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| And I am standing next to you, you can borrow my lighter
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| Like this is something that I do, sometimes I get sick
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| Please don’t worry, hey, you don’t worry
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| I guess I’m worried, hey, don’t be worried
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| Let’s not worry, we’re not worried
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| About my lighter
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| And then I see some things that you do ignore
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| But I wouldn’t let 'em bother you anymore
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| And I have noticed things in this picture book
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| That have little to do with the way things look
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| And I still worry 'cause that’s my nature, used to sit on the porch
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| But now I stay a little closer, I feel like a chimp
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| Please don’t worry
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| I guess I’m worried, don’t be worried
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| Hey you, don’t be worried
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| Let’s not worry, we’ll try not to worry
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| About my lighter
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| About my lighter
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| About my lighter
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| About my lighter |