| A toast to the last of a dying breed
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| They’re crawling back to bed
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| They’re falling back to sleep
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| A chill touches the base of your neck
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| Who’d call by at this hour?
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| Who’s standing at my step?
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| Alright, we tried to help
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| Alright, we tried to help
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| So pull back the covers tonight
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| I believe, and correct me if I’m wrong
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| That end was meant for you
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| Since before you were born
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| So here’s to the last of a dying breed
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| They’re crawling back to bed
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| They’re falling back to sleep
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| Alright, we tried to help
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| Alright, we tried to help
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| A shit sigh, you’ve got no act
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| Loosen up those muscles
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| Straighten up that back
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| Alright, we tried to help
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| Alright, we tried to help
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| So pull back the covers tonight
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| A toast to the last of a dying breed
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| They’re crawling back to bed
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| They’re falling back to sleep
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| A toast to the last of a dying breed
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| They’re crawling back to bed
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| They’re falling back to sleep |