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I have a mandolin |
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I play it all night long |
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It makes me want to kill myself |
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I also have a dobro |
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Made in some mountain range |
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Sounds like a mountain range in love |
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But when I turn up the tone |
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On my electric guitar |
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I'm afraid of the dark without you close to me |
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I went out to the forest and caught |
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A hundred thousand fireflies |
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As they ricochet round the room |
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They remind me of your starry eyes |
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Someone else's might not have made me so sad |
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But this is the worst night |
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I ever had 'cause |
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I'm afraid of the dark without you close to me |
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You won't be happy with me, |
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But give me one more chance |
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You won't be happy anyway |
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Why do we still live here |
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In this repulsive town? |
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All our friends are in |
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New York Why do we keep shrieking, when we mean soft things? |
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We should be whispering all the time... |
