| Come down tapping on the glass
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| As I lock the passenger door
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| Somehow it got in the back
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| Now I can’t relax anymore
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| Last night got a hold of me
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| I can’t wrestle free from my head
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| Sunlight banging on the wall
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| Begging me for more promises
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| And I slip and I slide
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| Like a spider on an icicle
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| Frozen in time
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| It’s a trick of the light
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| I got a girl around the corner still
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| Trying to change my mind
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| And never in my wildest dreams
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| Has it occurred to me to try to go to sleep
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| Wonder whether I’ll grow curious
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| When old Dr. Dusk comes to call for me
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| Midnight I’m like her specialty
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| She’ll outmuscle me, certainly
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| In the end
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| Midnight has got the hots for me
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| And I’m about to be
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| Born again
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| Love hearts heavy in her hands
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| Oh no not again!
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| New regrets
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| Rough start but we all know that dance
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| Do those old boots remember the steps?
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| And I slip and I slide
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| Like a spider on an icicle
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| Frozen in time
|
| It’s a trick of the light
|
| I got a girl around the corner still
|
| Trying to change my mind
|
| And never in my wildest dreams
|
| Has it occurred to me to try to go to sleep
|
| Wonder whether I’ll grow curious
|
| When old Dr. Dusk comes to call for me
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| Midnight I’m like her specialty
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| She’ll outmuscle me, certainly
|
| In the end
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| Midnight has got the hots for me
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| And I’m about to be
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| Born again |