| Call on the fates, this’ll take a second
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| While I fall on my face, like everyone else
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| And we can talk all we want, but all I can say is that
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| I’m sorry, and I’m sorry, but I’m never gonna do it again
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| Counting all my relevant friends
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| Well this keeps coming up again and again
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| If everybody knows how it’s gonna end
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| Why doesn’t someone stop me Because I’m sick of waking up on your floor
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| For the 6th or 7th night in a row
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| I’m lying next to you in all of my clothes
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| Someone stop me?
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| It’s hard to rely on the rhythm section
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| When they’re all packing up And they’re heading for the exit
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| Yeah we’re all about the same
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| A bunch of slaves to fashion
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| Who are tall, dark and scared
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| And just praying for some action
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| How am I supposed to know what makes this happen?
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| Well, how am I supposed to know what makes this happen?
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| I’m counting all my relevant friends
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| 'cause this keeps coming up again and again
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| If everybody knows how it’s gonna end
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| Why doesn’t someone stop me Because I’m sick of waking up on your floor
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| For the 6th or 7th night in a row
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| I’m lying next to you in all of my clothes
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| Someone stop me I can’t keep counting on my relevant friends
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| 'cause this keeps coming up again and again
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| If everybody knows how it’s gonna end
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| Why doesn’t someone stop me Because I’m sick of waking up on your floor
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| For the 6th or 7th night in a row
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| I’m lying next to you in all of my clothes
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| Someone stop me |