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The drunk kids, the catholics, they're all about the same |
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They're waiting for something, hoping to be saved |
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Well, I have been happy the past couple days |
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Just thinking of the women who've taken your place |
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And every night I think I certainly won't ever sleep sober or alone |
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And then suddenly it occurs to me, I've slept alone before you |
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And so I pour myself the stiffest drink, my stomach can stand |
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And convince myself to lay back down again |
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I'm gonna lay back down, I'm gonna lay back down again |
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The drunk kids, the catholics, they're all about the same |
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They're waiting for something, hoping to be saved |
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The drunk kids, the catholics, they're all about the same |
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They're waiting for something, hoping to be saved |
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The drunk kids, the catholics, they're all about the same |
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They're waiting for something, hoping to be saved |
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They crawl from the oceans to paint in the caves |
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But I'm working all weekend, I need to get paid |
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They crawl from the oceans to paint in the caves |
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But I'm working all weekend, I need to get paid |
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They crawl from the oceans to paint in the caves |
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But I'm working all weekend, I need to get paid |
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They crawl from the oceans to paint in the caves |
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But I'm working all weekend, I need to get paid |
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They crawl from the oceans to paint in the caves |
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But I'm working all weekend, I need to get paid |
