| Trying to find a new home
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| Trying to write a new song
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| Trying to find a rhythm, that’ll help me
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| Ooh, wanna get through it
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| Hmm, keep singing the blues
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| Everybody’s saying:
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| «You gotta get a way in!
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| Go deal with the real stuff»
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| And I-I-I, it’s gotta be true enough
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| Yeah, keep singing the blues
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| Well, you know?! |
| I’m just passing on
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| Singing the same old song
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| Sometimes it feels so right and I don’t feel all alone
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| But when the music fades and the crowd drives away
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| I’m starring at the mirror, yeah
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| Singing the blues
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| Ohh, staring at the mirror, yeah
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| Still singing the blues
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| I got a little up with reggae
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| And I can lift and appreciate
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| But I rather be high-old and
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| Singing the blues
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| Yeah, I’ve been in and out of soul
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| Even rock and roll
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| But a little baby blue play
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| Never, never gets old and I realized
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| Boy, I gotta have me some blue blues
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| Yeah
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| You know?! |
| I’m just passing on
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| Singing the same old song
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| Sometimes it feels so right and I don’t feel all alone
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| But when the music fades and the crowd drives away
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| I’m starring at the mirror
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| Oh, still Singing the blues
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| Yeah, staring at the mirror
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| Still singing the blues
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| Yeah, I’m just passing on
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| Singing the same old song
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| Sometimes it feels so right and I don’t feel all alone
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| But when the music fades and the crowd drives away
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| I’m staring at the mirror, yeah
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| Oh, starring at the mirror
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| Still singing, still singing, singing
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| Still singing the blues, singing the blues
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| Ooh, yeah
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| Singing the blues, singing the blues
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| Singing the —
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| Blues
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| Yeah |