| There was a party last night, last night
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| Cigarettes and empty bottles, empty bottles
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| Better open up this window, this window
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| Need some air to clear my head, clear my head
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| Alone in these strange beds
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| I think that I’ve travelled enough
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| Poetry and aeroplanes
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| I am tired of waiting for love
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| Tend to fall asleep in the fast lane, in the fast lane
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| Sometimes sinking low in the high life, in the high life
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| No more happy songs of heartbreak, oh' heartbreak
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| Or playing white knight misunderstood, misunderstood
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| Alone in these strange streets
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| I think that I’ve walked them enough
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| Poetry and Aeroplanes
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| I am tired of waiting for love
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| Another night I lie awake
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| In woken dreams of faith and fate
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| Hope my love don’t come too late
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| Hope my love don’t come too late
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| Alone in these strange beds
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| I think that I’ve travelled enough
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| Poetry and Aeroplanes
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| I am tired of waiting for love |