| Well I’ve been working, oh 'neath the gray sky
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| And I’m wonderin', still I’m wondering why
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| Must I lay low in a room full of strangers?
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| Only it’s thinking baby, think creeps in and makes a danger
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| My emotions they get all tangled up and
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| And my heart has turned 'round, 'round again
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| I’m sitting a little close, make a boot out of my TV
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| I start thinking and I start wondering about the things I see
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| Oh and you see your world oh stretched out like a stranger
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| Ooh it’s thinking baby, thinking starts and makes a danger
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| All convictions they get all tumbled up and
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| Yeah and my heart just turned 'round, 'round again
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| Ooh I’ve been driving, thinking a lot about you and me
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| I start thinking and I’m wonderin' about the things I see
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| When you see your heart and hold that door like a stranger
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| Oh and it’s thinking baby, thinking starts and makes a danger
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| Our intentions they get all tangled up and
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| Yeah and my heart just turned round, round again |