| So messed up because of you
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| My heart’s gone ill, there’s nothing I can do
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| Play in hay, dig in rough
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| All you do is just to get a cup
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| Walking in the sand, you can hold my hand
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| Hey hey, hey hey
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| Sleep today
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| Or you’ll feel insane, insane
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| It ain’t easy, oh it’s so hard
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| So hard, so hard
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| A doubtful mind won’t get you far
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| So messed up because of you
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| My heart’s gone ill, there’s nothing I can do
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| Play in hay, dig in rough
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| All you do is just to get a cup
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| I don’t know where you gonn' end up
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| Where you’ll, end up
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| Trying' to get enough to fill yours up
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| It’s free, it’s free
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| I never heard of a place like that
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| But I’ve seen enough and I ain’t that tough
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| Because I’ve seen enough and I ain’t that tough
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| To leave it clean
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| So messed up because of you
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| My heart’s gone ill, there’s nothing I can do
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| Play in hay, dig in rough
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| All you do is just to get a cup
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| Oh oh, ooh ooh
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| Leave it
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| Oh oh, ooh ooh
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| Leave it clean
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| Oh oh, ooh ooh
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| Leave it
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| Oh oh, ooh ooh
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| Leave it clean
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| I got blues, not speed in my cup
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| My foolish heart ain’t rough
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| I got blues, not speed in my cup
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| My foolish heart ain’t rough |