| Did you hear the one about the friend of a friend
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| Who tried to end it all?
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| At the last moment he picked up the phone
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| And gave you a call
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| You thought about letting it ring
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| But you answered after all
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| You answered after all
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| You answered after all
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| And there you were put on the spot
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| At the end of the other line
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| For all the questions that you never thought
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| You’d ever have to answer to
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| Who do you turn to when the ones you always turn to
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| Go and turn on you?
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| It leaves you in the dark
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| Feeling for a switch to turn it on again
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| You turn it on again
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| You turn it on again
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| There are no easy answers, the questions remain tough
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| There’s no shortcuts to Easy Street, no corners you can cut
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| Can you cut this, can you cut this diamond in the rough?
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| And it’s good to see you alive
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| Sign your will to survive
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| Look into your heart before it sees its final hour
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| Live each day like there is no tomorrow
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| Beyond this mess ahead there is a street so very hard to find
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| Though I have thought to lay my head down at this dead end so many times
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| And if we ever get to Easy Street, you can say with a smile:
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| I came just for the ride
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| Easy Street, down Easy Street, down Easy Street, down Easy Street |