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Time was driftin', this rock had got to roll |
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So I hit the road and made my getaway |
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Restless feeling really got a hold |
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I started searching for a better way |
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And I kept on looking for a sign in the middle of the night |
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But I couldn't see the light |
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No, I couldn't see the light |
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I kept on looking for a way to take me through the night |
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Couldn't get it right |
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I couldn't get it right |
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L.A. fever made me feel right |
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But I must admit it got the best of me |
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Getting down, so deep I coulda drowned |
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I can't get back the way I used to be |
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But I kept on looking for a sign in the middle of the night |
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But I couldn't see the light |
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No, I couldn't see the light |
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I kept on looking for a way to take me through the night |
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Couldn't get it right |
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Couldn't get it right |
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New York City took me with the tide |
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But I nearly died from hospitality |
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Left me stranded, took away my pride |
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Just another no-account fatality |
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I kept on looking for a sign in the middle of the night |
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But I couldn't see the light |
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No, I couldn't see the light |
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I kept on looking for a way to take me through the night |
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Couldn't get it right |
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Couldn't get it right |
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I kept on looking for a sign in the middle of the night |
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But I couldn't see the light |
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No, I couldn't see the light |
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I kept on looking for a way to take me through the night |
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Couldn't get it right |
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Couldn't get it right |
