| Dog’s got a bone, all of his own
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| Wednesday morning, middle of the road
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| Can’t help this feeling, of feeling so alone
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| Gotta go home now, dog’s got a bone now
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| Listen you will see, coming on in to me
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| Listen you will see, coming on in to me
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| Listen you will see that we are climbing
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| Listen you will see that we are climbing
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| Wish you were here, tied to the pier
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| Words disappear, every time you call me
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| So won’t you come home now
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| If you’re feeling so alone now
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| Dog’s got a bone, all of his own now
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| Listen you will see, coming on in to me
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| Listen you will see, coming on in to me
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| Listen you will see that we are climbing
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| Listen you will see that we are climbing
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| Listen you will see, coming on in to me
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| Listen you will see, coming on in to me
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| Listen you will see that we are climbing
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| Listen you will see that we are climbing
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| Yeah, do, do, do, do
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| Falling on your face with a little white safe |