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Well I have a fading impression |
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Of the last hurtful expression on your face |
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And I don't remember the time, but I remember the scene |
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Everything got ugly; well how do we get so mean? |
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And I'm sorry if the ride has been so disappointing |
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Well I tell you from my side, I can't remember much |
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And I'm sorry if the whole thing has left you wanting |
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Cause to tell you the truth, I don't remember much |
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No I don't remember much about it |
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Well can you see well from where you are sitting? |
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Because it didn't cost you a cent |
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It's for the pigeons to do your bidding |
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And with every single step, a stinking film of sweat |
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Well should I wear it like a three-piece suit, a torn flat, or a nervous halo? |
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And I'm sorry if the ride has been so disappointing |
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Well I tell you from my side, I can't remember much |
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And I'm sorry if the whole thing has left you wanting |
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Cause to tell you the truth, I don't remember much |
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No I don't remember much about it |
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Now we're two trains on the same track |
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The conductor passed out drunk |
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And you still ask me why I look so bad |
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Like my bathtub duck just sunk |
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But where's everything comes together |
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Either that or it falls all apart |
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Yeah, here's where the strings come in |
