| I saved up for two whole years to get
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| this tattoo of the king
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| right across my heart
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| right across my chest
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| right about where those double bypass scars start
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| he smiles strange these days
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| he’s looking at me now
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| I hear that guitar music is coming back here any day
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| so I look to the boys with their jaws on the floor
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| trying to remember the moment
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| it went away
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| they smile strange these days
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| I don’t wanna be the cheap wine
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| waiting on your shelf
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| don’t wanna be the running joke
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| just over your shoulder
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| don’t wanna be the reasons why
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| you learned to lie so well
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| I just wanna be
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| I just wanna be
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| Your daddy worked for the RAF
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| you never stayed aroun for too long
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| you were good at making friends
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| not so good at keeping them but
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| were always able to forget them by the end of the song
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| To all of the lovers and all of the dreamers
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| who dare not look down
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| to all of the debutants who’ve
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| found themselves waiting it out
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| in the bullrushes of some backwards town
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| don’t give the game away
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| they want you in your place
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| I don’t wanna be the one to whisper in your ear
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| don’t wanna be the faded entertainer you once held dear
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| don’t wanna be up all night working like a dog
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| but I sleep all day and take the evenings off |