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Another ****ing day it's still a nine to five, |
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I swear. I don't want to reach the top. |
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I don't want to be a millionare. |
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I know that it may sound crazy, but it's driving me insane. |
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Staring out the window of another ****ing train. [CHORUS] |
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We're walking arm to arm. |
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I won't follow. |
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Arm to arm. |
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I won't lead. |
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Arm to arm. |
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Beside me until tomorrow. |
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Arm to arm. |
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You're walking arm to arm with me. |
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I'm feeling kind of homesick when |
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I smell the old pine tree. |
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I felt you in the breeze, |
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I close my eyes, it's not so easy for me. |
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Once or twice, three times a charm. |
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We were walking arm to arm. |
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I wanted that for so damn long, but now it's gone. |
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I've never been so wrong. |
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Drop me a line. |
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Tell me everything that |
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I've been missing. |
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Won't you drop me a line. |
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Tell me where you're gonna be when |
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I get home. 2000 years more won't end this war, my brother. |
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Half empty, half full. |
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You're pushing, |
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I'm pulling. woooooah woah oh oh wooah oh oh |
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Back in '96, sometimes |
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I sit and reminisce. ook the train to |
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Hoboken, I didn't know it then, but that is when |
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I found my place outisde this so-called structured life. |
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Married to my only love and music is my wife. [CHORUS] |
