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A silver lamp-lit sign |
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Flashes in the rain |
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Inside the taxi |
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That takes me to my plane |
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And the party's over |
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With a head that throbs |
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Church |
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It's none of my business you see |
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I'm just doing my job |
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I'm gonna track you down |
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I'm gonna catch your scent |
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I'm gonna spring your trap |
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I'm gonna track you down |
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You were last seen leaving Tony's Bar |
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And some intoxicated woman |
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'Cause your wife doesn't understand |
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A carnation in your buttonhole |
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Greed inside your veins |
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Smooth threats and promises |
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Hotel rooms and chains |
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Closing in that snow and musk |
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Leave you high and dry |
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First you're gonna see her |
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Then you're gonna cry |
