| The bar is half empty, the DJ is talking
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| Pretty much maybe a few too many
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| It says listen ladies, you will hear this
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| Songs of your youthful youth
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| Marleena screams you are still young
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| But I often fall asleep and there is time for everything
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| I cried a little today when I put on makeup
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| You drink wine, angry, quiet man
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| And when the beat beats, Dingo and Night
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| Marleena cries when she has kids and a terrible job
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| Oh, where my song is playing, and why, and to whom
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| Tomorrow I go to the hall, I'll take my bags
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| I'll be gone, I'll do it tomorrow
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| Oh what are those nights that flew laughing
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| Sun's test goes out and my colors fade
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| In the corners, the bottles collect sand and shit
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| You learn from mistakes or choke on them
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| Tomorrow is a day new or another yesterday
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| Now that the beat beats, Dingo and Night
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| Marleena cries when she has kids and a terrible job
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| Oh, where my song is playing, and why, and to whom
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| Tomorrow I go to the hall, I take my bags, I disappear
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| I'll do it tomorrow
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| Oh what are those nights that flew laughing
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| While the pace beats, Dingo and Night
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| Marleena cries when she has kids and a terrible job
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| Oh, where my song is playing, and why, and to whom
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| Tomorrow I go to the hall, I take my bags, I disappear
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| I'll do it tomorrow
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| Oh, what are those nights that flew laughing
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| Tomorrow I go to the hall, I take my bags, I disappear
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| I'll do it tomorrow
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| Oh what are those nights that flew laughing |