| I’m closing all the curtains
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| So don’t you even bother
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| And they’re calling out murder
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| But I’m underneath the covers
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| And who’s fooling who?
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| With this mood like a train
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| Watch me roll over
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| Get out of my way
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| And there’s a knock on my door
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| But I’m not gonna open it
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| I’m gonna close my eyes
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| And maybe it will go away
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| I want a platinum blonde life
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| So I keep bleaching out the color
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| I try to do what I oughta
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| I never drink enough water
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| And where did my lamb go?
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| I wish he would stay
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| I feel as empty as a widow
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| I’m gonna sleep it all away
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| And theres a knock on my door
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| But I’m not gonna open it
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| I’m gonna close my eyes
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| And maybe it will go away
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| I’m gonna sleep all through the day
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| I’m gonna sleep my life away
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| I’m gonna sleep all through the day
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| I’m gonna sleep myself away
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| I’m gonna close my eyes and maybe it will go away
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| And there’s a knock on my door
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| But I’m not gonna open it
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| I’m gonna close my eyes
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| And maybe it will go away
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| I’m gonna close my eyes and maybe it will go away |