| (Oh, Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
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| Uh uh. |
| Yeah, yeah. |
| Uh yeah, yeah, yeah.
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| All my world is my say. |
| You cry.
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| I can’t be the one no more, no more.
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| 'Cause if you wanted the time of you.
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| 'Cause I’m not giving the time for you.
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| Won’t a be there 'cause she’s afraid I’m gonna cry.
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| Give you my world, whoa.
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| 'Cause you’ve been running 'round and 'round and 'round and
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| 'round and 'round and 'round and 'round and 'round.
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| You are to me the world. |
| Oh yeah.
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| Yeah, yeah, huh, yeah, yeah.
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| A-sing it for me, say that.
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| Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah.
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| Sing for more of that.
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| Wanna make believe you found half an out down there.
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| She’s in a real dark town,
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| and they do have plans for you.
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| They’re driving down to the doo dat down.
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| To the ambulance shop.
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| Pick, pick it up, pick it up.
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| Yeah feel feel feel yeah baby baby.
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| Baby, love make me care.
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| I really really wanna really wanna.
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| Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah. |
| Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah.
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| Shut up
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| Ooh.
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| Ooh.)
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| She wanted to be a nun
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| Until that fateful day we met
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| I beat the crucifix
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| In a game of Russian roulette
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| I burned my Beatles records
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| Because she hated number nine
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| She licked rock cocaine suckers
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| Laughed, said her mom’s doing mine
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| Are you an illusion
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| Or am I just getting stoned?
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| Because I can’t take it alone
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| I can’t take it alone
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| I hope I didn’t just give away the ending
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| We started limping,
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| Caught the handicap shuttle to town
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| And yelled «God's healed us»
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| As we ran off the bus the driver just frowned
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| By the way this girl was sexy and she wouldn’t touch you, hehehe
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| That may not be true
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| But I said it so you’d feel involved with this song
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| Well are you an illusion
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| Or am I just getting stoned?
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| Because I can’t take it alone
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| I can’t take it alone
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| I hope I didn’t just give away the ending
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| We caught a fey taxi driver
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| I smiled the ride was free
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| I felt like Amsterdam
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| She wanted more drugs and maybe me
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| I told her dealer I was broke
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| He hired a camera man
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| We did a porno film for coke
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| I hear I’m big in Japan
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| Well are you an illusion
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| Or am I just getting stoned?
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| Because I can’t take it alone
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| I can’t take it alone
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| I hope I didn’t just give away the ending
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| We went back to her kitchen
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| Put the coke all in a can
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| Tied up a TV minister
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| In walked her dad
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| He started drinking coffee
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| Too much sugar on the go
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| He fell dead on the floor
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| He thought the coke was Sweet’N Low
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| Well are you an illusion
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| Or am I just getting stoned?
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| Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba
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| Man, was she upset but then she stole her dad’s wallet and
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| I drove him to the hospital
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| To sell all of his donatable body parts
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| And this is where she dies
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| They brought a depressed junkie in
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| She shot his Cyanide up
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| I guess she thought it was Errol Flynn
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| I’m blamed in the confusion (I'm blamed in the confusion)
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| The police, the police being phoned
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| I don’t even love you
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| We weren’t even friends
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| It’s just that I can’t take it alone
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| I can’t take it alone, uh, huh
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| I can’t take it alone
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| I hope I didn’t just give away the ending
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| I hope I didn’t just give away the ending
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| I hope I didn’t just give away the ending
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| I hope I didn’t just give away the ending
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| I hope I didn’t just give away the ending
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| I hope I didn’t just give away the ending
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| Aw Jesus, ah shit
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| I think I just gave away the ending
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| Hm, mmm. |