| I was sucking on a cigarette
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| Where did that crowd come from?
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| They’re the pennies for the slot machines
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| Sells you back your dreams
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| It’s fine in hell, boy
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| It’s fine with you
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| Why don’t we try it again now
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| But my heart won’t sing
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| Until the story’s all been told
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| That she buckled my spine, tattered my soul
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| Oh ain’t it a wonder
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| Didn’t that tall man say
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| There’s gonna be a better way
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| I’m still lying in the muck
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| Knocking down with you
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| Always saying «this girl, that girl,
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| Look, oh, never never
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| Can I stay here forever?»
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| Never, never, never you mind
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| Find it somewhere over the railing
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| Didn’t you always say
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| There has to be a better way
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| Oh I’m still lying in the muck
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| Knocking down with you
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| Yes I was sucking on yesterday
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| Where did that crowd come from?
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| Said they’re the pennies from the slot machines
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| Sells you back your dream
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| That’s fine in hell, boy
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| So it’s fine with… oh, well now
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| But didn’t that tall man say
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| There’s a better way
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| Oh oh oh oh oh
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| and… I'm in love with you |