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(bill leen, robin wilson) |
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This night never happened |
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If it's all right with you |
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Not a word of our weakness |
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So much as a clue |
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There's a place outside |
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I'm glad to play no part |
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The fairest arms can tally up the faintest stars |
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Wash away my weekend |
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Shatter my sight |
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C'mon sweet amnesia |
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You're needed here tonight |
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Take a seat in the shadows |
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Forget it as it goes |
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Dissipate in the morning air |
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All you know |
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If you find out |
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You'll find every lie you might |
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I was nowhere near last night |
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Whitewash everything in sight |
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These suspicions have been long drained dry |
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Our persistence holds them here |
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A maze of bars and rented rooms remain |
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Enough to make you almost look away |
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This night never happened |
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If it's all right with you |
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Another for the collection of things we didn't do |
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That private party is over |
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Thank god we get new starts |
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The fairest arms still tally up the faintest stars |
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When it comes down |
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In a clear and certain light |
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I was nowhere near last night |
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I was nowhere near last night |
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Whitewash everything in sight... |
