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Clean up next day |
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From the tickertape parade that you threw for me |
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I thought |
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I earned half heartedly |
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But we both know |
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I don't deserve a thing |
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Spill out my chest |
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On to paper for a check |
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That we cashed too soon |
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And now the government is on my stoop |
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Awaiting documents and beating down my door |
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Everyone is sleeping and everyone is sad |
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And everything is perfect, perfect wasn't bad |
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Jesus Christ |
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I need you |
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I need you now |
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Or anyone who feels like helping out |
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Jesus Christ |
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I need you |
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I need you now |
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Or anyone who feels like helping out |
