| There’s nothing for me anymore
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| I’m walking home
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| My baby’s got a new man
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| I’m walking home
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| I don’t want to drink or score
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| I’m walking home
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| I don’t even like it here man
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| I’m walking home
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| And when the nights come in
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| And they’re all running, red to green
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| And all the days come out
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| And all the night turn, red to green
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| Oh no it’s Lisa, please tell her, I love her
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| (You better believe it)
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| I know I had too much to drink
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| They’re walking me home
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| They beat me up until I’m blue and pink
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| And I’m crawling home
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| I just don’t know how much I can take
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| They just squeeze it all
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| And I just want Lauretta’s hand taking me home
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| When the nights go in
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| And all the red turns from red to green
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| And all the nights come out
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| And they’ll running dry, in and out
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| And I feel it come down, oh so far
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| And you don’t know how much it takes out
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| (Better believe it, believe in yourself)
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| (Better believe it, believe in yourself)
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| He’s walking home |