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It ain't no jive |
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I was burning alive |
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Whenever you walk in the room |
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It happened so quickly |
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I was feeling so sickly |
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Like a lover who lost his muse |
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The sharks in the tank or |
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The men in the bank |
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He wants my money to loan |
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I can't understand |
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What the hell is his plan |
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While he ain't even got a home |
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Ain't got a home |
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Girl on a street |
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With holes in her feet |
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Looks through the eyes of a cloud |
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She don't look amazed |
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She's feeling kind of sad |
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So I just walk around |
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I reassess |
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She's down on her luck |
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She's reading a book of lies |
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I don't know when I'll be coming home baby |
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But I shall sympathize |
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Can sympathize |
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Can sympathize |
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Angels spread their wings |
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On all the dirty things |
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But you |
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Do |
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She drops to the floor |
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Her head's by the door |
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Her bible is by her side |
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Heaven is calling |
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The new world is falling |
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And she ain't got a single person left |
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To confide |
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No one to confide |
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No one to confide |
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Ah to confide |
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I sympathize |
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Can sympathize |
