| Took a pill last night, just to get to sleep
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| Put me on my back, not on my feet
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| Propylene across your eyes
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| To take me to the land of sighs
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| Had a drink last night, just to get to sleep
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| Put me on my back, knocked me off my feet
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| Filled my skin with ethylnol
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| To find some peace, to let it fall
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| Eight hours a day — call it twenty years
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| There’s a place you can go
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| Free of lust, cupidity and fear
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| Oh it left my heart broken
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| It took my breath away
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| A lesson open
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| A little more each day
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| A little eyesore
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| A little Nytol
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| A little heartache
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| A little soothe-all
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| Melatonin, a little dose, takes things to a peaceful close
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| Commerce runs through your veins
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| And takes you from this waking plane
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| Industry on your side
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| To do what you do, when you get tired
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| Eight hours a day — call it twenty years
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| There’s a place you can go
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| Free of lust, cupidity and fear
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| Oh it left my heart broken
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| It took my breath away
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| A little lesson open
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| A little more each day
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| A little eyesore
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| A little Nytol
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| A little heartache
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| A little soothe-all
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| A little eyesore
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| A little Nytol
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| A little heartache
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| A little soothe-all |