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Winding your way down on Baker Street |
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Light in your head and dead on your feet |
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Well, another crazy day |
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You'll drink the night away |
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And forget about everything |
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This city desert makes you feel so cold |
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It's got so many people, but it's got no soul |
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And it's taken you so long |
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To find out you were wrong |
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When you thought it held everything |
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You used to think that it was so easy |
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You used to say that it was so easy |
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But you're trying, you're trying now |
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Another year and then you'd be happy |
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Just one more year and then you'd be happy |
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But you're crying, you're crying now |
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Way down the street there's a light in his place |
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He opens the door, he's got that look on his face |
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And he asks you where you've been |
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You tell him who you've seen |
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And you talk about anything |
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He's got this dream about buying some land |
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He's gonna give up the booze and the one night stands |
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And then he'll settle down |
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In some quiet little town |
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And forget about everything |
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But you know he'll always keep moving |
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You know he's never gonna stop moving |
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'Cause he's rolling, he's the rolling stone |
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And when you wake up, it's a new morning |
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The sun is shining, it's a new morning |
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And you're going, you're going home |
