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I get up early in the morning |
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It's up and out with the sun |
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Spending my day making natural highs |
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And in the evening when my work is done |
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I make a phone call from the hotel |
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Speak to my woman each day |
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I tell my lady that i'm missing her |
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And i hope she feels the same |
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At least she knows that i'm not |
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Sharing out our love |
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With the midnight drug |
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You spend your day in an in-joke |
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Pouring your life in a glass of ice |
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And no one's laughing but the monkey in you |
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Paranoia for the highest price |
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You make a phone call from the hotel |
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Spending your life in the night |
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The kind of women who don't come for free |
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But then i guess they know you'll pay the price |
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If they can keep you up |
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They know you've got what turns them on |
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The midnight drug |
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How many times must we tell you |
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Just how much we care |
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You must know how we love you |
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But we can't even meet half-way |
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Well i've got something to tell you |
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If you can only take it in |
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I think you're worthy of a better cause |
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If you can just stop looking for |
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What you never get enough of |
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The midnight drug |
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Your kind of sugar is a sweet club |
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I like my sugar in tea |
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You spend your life going faster |
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There's no surviving if you crash at speed |
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Now, i'm not saying that i'm wrong or right |
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But that the truth is plain to see |
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I get my kicks from my friends and their love |
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It's the kind of love that comes for free |
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They're the kind of friends |
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That you don't find when you go looking for |
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They only pick you up then let you fall |
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'till you come back for more |
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Of the midnight drug |
