| Well, I’m walking down Virginia Avenue
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| I’m trying to find somebody to tell my troubles to.
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| Harold’s club is closing, everybody’s going on home
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| What’s a poor sailor to do?
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| I guess I’ll get on back into my short, make it back to the fort
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| Sleepin off all the crazy lizards inside of my brain.
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| Got to be some place that’s better than this
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| This life I’m leading’s driving me insane
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| And I’m dreaming…
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| And I’m dreaming to the twilight, this town has got me down.
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| I’ve seen all the highlights, I’ve been walking all around
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| I won’t make a fuss, I’ll take a Greyhound bus, carry me away from here
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| Now what have I got to lose?
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| 'Cause I’m walking on down Columbus Avenue
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| The bars are all closing, 'cause it’s quarter a' two
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| Every town I go to is like a lock without a key
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| Those I leave behind are catching up on me,
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| catching up on me, they’re catching up on me
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| Catching up on me, catching up on me, catching up on me. |