| Hey, little boy, would you carry me?
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| My head’s too heavy for my two feet
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| The day is done but we’ve just begun
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| So wait just a minute, take it from the top
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| 'Cause when it gets going, it may never stop
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| It’s always been me and him
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| But I’m so tired, yes, I’m so tired
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| And I want you to know that cigarettes blow
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| Don’t do it for me no more
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| You must understand
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| No woman, no man
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| Will ever decide who I am
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| It just feels right to feel right
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| Hey, little boy, that can’t you see
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| The fire inside that is burning me?
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| Ah, if the dawn, I will be gone
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| So take in your arms all the love we made
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| And throw it in fire with the debt we paid
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| It’s always been me and him
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| But I’m so tired, yes, I’m so tired
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| And I want you to know that cigarettes blow
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| Don’t do it for me no more
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| You must understand
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| No woman, no man
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| Will ever decide who I am
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| It just feels wrong to feel wrong
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| Hey, little boy, would you carry me?
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| My heart’s too heavy for my two feet
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| The day is done but here comes the sun |