| Dry your eyes, the drunks are laughing
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| The gigolos are buying drinks
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| You wrote a song, no voice can sing it
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| And no one cares what a loser thinks, whoa no
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| You’ve been wronged in every way
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| Your spirit’s been badly scarred
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| You’ve lived your life too long
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| On suicide boulevard
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| So watch your step, night is falling
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| The runaways are walking home
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| You’re party’s dead, and you can’t save it
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| Outlaw love you’re on your own, you’re on your own
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| You’ve been wronged in every way
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| Your spirit’s been badly scarred
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| You’ve lived your life too long
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| On suicide boulevard
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| You’ve lived too long
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| You don’t belong
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| You weren’t that strong
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| So play your cards just right
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| You’ll be a star tonight
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| And see your name in lights
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| On suicide boulevard
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| Dial a prayer, your answer’s waiting
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| The angels they are number one
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| You’ve got a reason, to go on living
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| Final thoughts from a setting Son, the only one
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| You’ve been wronged in every way
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| Your spirit’s been badly scarred
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| You’ve lived your life too long
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| On suicide boulevard |