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I need my conscience to keep watch over me |
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To protect me from myself |
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So I can wear honesty like a crown on my head |
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When I walk into the promised land |
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We've been too long American dreaming |
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And I think we've all lost the way |
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Like some somnambulistic maniacal in the dark |
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I'm in love with an American girl |
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Well, she's my best friend |
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I love her surreptitious smile |
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That hides the pain within her |
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And we'll go dancing beside desert waters |
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Where love is so wastefully spent |
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And dine upon the crumbs of faith |
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Most lovers often reject |
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Spare a thought for the unfortunate man |
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Who must choose between love and desire |
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We've been too long American dreaming |
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I think we've all lost the way |
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Like some somnambulistic maniacal in the dark |
