| Sometimes I just don’t know where I’m going to,
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| Yeah, will you help me pass away my time,
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| And sometimes I just can’t see any reason to,
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| I have never been that wise,
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| So cast your eyes but it’s over,
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| Saturday’s, the day now,
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| You got it all wrong,
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| There’s a traffic jam in memory lane,
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| I’m gonna try to trick myself out,
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| You got it all wrong,
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| And I find it hard to find my eccentricity,
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| Yeah, will you help me throw away my time,
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| You fire the cars that give you electricity,
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| I think you know it,
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| Hardly exercise it’s minds,
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| I just can’t believe we’re down this far,
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| I just can’t believe we slipped this far,
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| I just can’t believe I’m down this far,
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| In this memory lane, traffic jam,
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| So cast your eyes but it’s over,
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| Cause Saturday’s a day now, you got it all wrong,
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| And there’s a traffic jam in memory lane,
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| I’ll never try to trick myself out, you got it all wrong,
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| I’ll never try to trick myself out, you got it all wrong. |