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I walk around this town |
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As buildings close and windows are boarded |
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I think about you |
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When I hear a door slam in the wind |
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And the glass on the mat says welcome |
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I think about you |
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Sitting inside my head, |
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Laughing at what I said |
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Come on baby |
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Let's have another toast |
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You might think I'm dense, |
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Laughing at my expense |
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Let's fill the cup |
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Let's wash away the ghost |
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In this ghost town where we live |
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There's a wanted poster of you on every corner |
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She keeps asking me 'who's that' and 'what's her name?' |
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But I choke on every letter, |
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As the glass flies off the table |
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I keep telling her |
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I ain't the one to blame |
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Sitting inside my head, |
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Laughing at what I said |
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Come on baby |
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Let's have another toast |
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You might think I'm dense, |
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Laughing at my expense |
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Let's fill the cup |
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Let's wash away the ghost |
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I left when I was gone, |
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I didn't feel a thing |
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I didn't think you'd haunt me this long after |
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But the buildings crumble down, |
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As I run from the town |
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I hear you breathe |
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And I listen to your laughter |
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Sitting inside my head, |
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Laughing at what I said |
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Come on baby let's have another toast |
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You might think I'm dense, |
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Laughing at my expense |
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Let's fill the cup |
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Let's wash away the ghost |
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I walk around this town |
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As buildings close and windows are boarded |
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I think about you |
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When I hear a door slam in the wind |
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And the glass on the mat that says Welcome |
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I think about you |
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I think about you (repeat many times) |
