| Well, I heard you crying loud
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| All the way across town
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| You’ve been searching for that someone and it’s me out on the prowl
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| As you sit around feeling sorry for yourself
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| Well, don’t get lonely now
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| And dry your whining eyes
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| I’m just roamin' for the moment, sleazin' my backyard, so don’t get
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| So uptight, you’ve been thinking about ditching me
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| No time to search the world around
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| 'Cause you know where I’ll be found
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| When I come around
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| Oh, I heard it all before
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| So don’t knock down my door
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| I’m a loser and a user, so I don’t need no accuser
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| To try and slag me down because I know you’re right
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| So go do what you like
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| Make sure you do it wise
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| You may find out that your self-doubt means nothing was ever there
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| You can’t go forcing something if it’s just not right
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| No time to search the world around
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| 'Cause you know where I’ll be found
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| When I come around
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| No time to search the world around
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| 'Cause you know where I’ll be found
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| When I come around
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| When I come around
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| When I come around
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| When I come around |