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Johnny's always running around |
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Trying to find certainty |
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He needs all the world to confirm |
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That he ain't lonely |
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Mary counts the walls |
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Knows he tires easily |
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Johnny thinks the world would be right |
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If it could buy truth from him |
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Mary says, "He changes his mind |
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More than a woman" |
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But she made her bed |
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Even when the chance was slim |
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Johnny says, "He's willing to learn" |
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When he decides he's a fool |
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Johnny says, "He'll live anywhere" |
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When he earns to time |
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Mary combs her hair |
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Says she should be used to it |
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Mary always hedges her bets |
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She never knows what to think |
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She says, "That he still acts |
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Like he is being discovered" |
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Scared that he'll be caught |
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Without a second thought running around |
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Johnny feels, he's wasting his breath |
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Trying to talk sense to her |
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Mary says, "He's lacking a real |
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Sense of proportion" |
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So she combs her hair |
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Knows he tires easily |
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Johnny's always running around |
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Trying to find certainty |
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He needs all the world to confirm |
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That he ain't lonely |
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Mary counts the walls |
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Says, "She should be used to it" |
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Johnny's always running around |
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Running around |
