| Maybe I can’t find a reason
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| To find a place for you now
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| I don’t think that’s how it happens
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| Sleep yourself all over town
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| You pound your fist upon my window
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| All it does is make an eerie sound
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| It’s too bad how you’re lookin'
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| I find myself spitting on the ground
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| Take your time to decide what it’s all about
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| I’ll just fool around
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| I know you’re slutty and sometimes you’re funny
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| But that was my life too… go back to bed
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| Locals come from not a distance
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| Gathering like a second home way
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| Washing glasses for some living
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| Spending time pouring thoughts away
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| Life’s too short inside the beer hall
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| I took a swig and saw jesus on the wall
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| People across the street regret it
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| Coffee and tea will please them all
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| Say your good say your bad
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| Don’t you understand
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| Don’t you have a clue
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| I know your troubles, my worries they double
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| And my life sucks too… go back to bed
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| I grab my slippers and the paper
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| Got a cigar in my hand
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| Read the garbage right in front of me
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| Populations out of hand
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| Take your time to decide what it’s all about |
| I’ll just fool around
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| I know you’re slutty and sometimes you’re funny
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| But that was my life too… go back to bed |