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You sat down |
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Staggered out |
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You're acting strange |
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And I feel tense |
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As I can sense |
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That you're insane |
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Your eyes on fire |
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Burning bright |
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Your lips are wet |
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I thought you could have |
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Pulled a gun |
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You took out your cigarette |
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And it looked to me |
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Like you've been going down too long |
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It looked to me |
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Like you've been on the ground too long |
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Then later on |
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I'm going home |
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I think I see you everywhere |
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Down in the station |
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Round a corner |
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In the darkness |
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You wait to catch me unaware |
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Will it be you |
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Walking me home |
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And I feel strange |
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Like I've been in this town too long |
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You make me strange |
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Since I've been hanging round too long |
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You sat down |
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Staggered out |
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You're acting strange |
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And I feel tense |
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As I can sense |
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That you're insane |
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I look for you |
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Walking me home |
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It's funny how |
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Since I've been hanging round too long |
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I've been in this town too long |