| Her face had a run-in with a fist, or a steering wheel
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| You could hear her coming from the click of her plastic heels
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| Insides have died and you’re just standing here
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| Behind your eyes there’s no one anywhere
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| Sleepin' on a subway
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| City up above me
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| Dreamin' up the words to this song
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| Bettin' on a someday
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| Wakin' up at someplace
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| Believe me, baby, I know
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| It holds you tight then it lets you go
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| Didn’t looked back, just left it alone
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| Grabbed my coat, my hat
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| Let the train take me home
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| Sleepin' on a subway
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| City up above me
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| Runnin' since the day I was born
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| Bettin' on a someday
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| Wakin' up at someplace
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| Believe me, baby, I know
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| Howlin' at me, tellin' me she’s sick and she needs some help
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| Old woman suckin' on a dick for a dollar bill
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| Insides have died and you’re just standing here
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| Behind your eyes there’s no one anywhere
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| Sleepin' on a subway
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| City up above me
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| Dreamin' up the words to this song
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| Bettin' on a someday
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| Wakin' up at someplace
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| Believe me, baby, I know
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| It’s that little piece of nothin' that won’t let you go
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| Didn’t looked back, just left it alone
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| Grab my coat and my hat
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| Let the train take me home
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| Sleepin' on a subway
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| City up above me
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| Runnin' since the day I was born
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| Bettin' on a someday
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| Wakin' up at someplace
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| Believe me, baby, I know
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| The living under bridges thing, where I was only visiting
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| Where ladies drink the Listerine to keep their livers clean and wintergreen
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| The living under bridges thing, where I was only visiting
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| Where ladies drink the Listerine to keep their livers clean and wintergreen |