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All the cars go where the sun was |
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Stations of transparent lives |
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Infinity in old blue jeans I'd live a lie if it agreed |
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So in the morning, I am not alone |
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The balladeers all hit their last note |
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The crowd is headed to the door |
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Adios, that's how it goes a hotel guest a part time ghost |
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This morning I was not alone |
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It's not too late for another song |
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When the drinks are deep and the winters long |
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But the company still keeps |
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Lets hit the road and leave our names at home |
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You know that I lose everything I own |
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We're always coming into something new |
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You know I lose everything I do |
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Lets hit the road and leave our names at home |
