| Yeah, yeah, rock 'n' roll
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| Y’always did it for me
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| C’mon, c’mon, rock 'n' roll
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| Still doing it for me
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| Six o’clock, another morning
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| Workin' like a dog each day
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| Light creeps underneath the awning
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| Slaps my sleeping face awake
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| Your breath, it fills me like this morning
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| Your body fills me with the night
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| And Monday hears the weekend calling
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| Break out, babe
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| Let’s hit the red lights
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| All night
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| Alright
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| Singing
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| Coats still hanging in the hallway
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| Empty of their human shape
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| The bodies that once filled them
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| Left behind a hole in space
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| See, it gets so hard to stay alive sometimes
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| Some days you can barely face
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| But it’s not you that gets so lonely
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| I’m told it’s everybody
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| In the human race
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| They’re outta place
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| In outer space
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| Singing |