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Looking at your watch a third time |
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Waiting in the station for a bus |
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Going to a place that's far, so far away |
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And if that's not enough |
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Going where nobody says hello |
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They don't talk to anybody they don't know |
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You'll wind up in some factory |
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That's full time filth and nowhere left to go |
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Walk home to an empty house |
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Sit around all by yourself |
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I know it might sound strange |
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But I believe you'll be coming back before too long |
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Don't go back to Rockville, don't go back to Rockville |
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Don't go back to Rockville and waste another year |
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At night I drink myself to sleep |
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And pretend I don't care if you're not here with me |
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Cause it's so much easier to handle |
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All my problems if I'm too far out to sea |
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But something better happen soon |
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Or it's gonna be too late to bring you back |
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Don't go back to Rockville, don't go back to Rockville |
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Don't go back to Rockville and waste another year |
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It's not as though I really need you |
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If you were here, I'd only bleed you |
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But everybody else in town |
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Only wants to bring you down |
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And that's not how it ought to be |
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I know it might sound strange |
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But I believe you'll be coming back before too long |
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Don't go back to Rockville, don't go back to Rockville |
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Don't go back to Rockville and waste another year |
