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I walk on stone, it leads me home |
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We don't have streets, just pure concrete |
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I'm not glad when I get home |
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I'm sad old red, I don't wanna be alone |
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No more, no more |
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I go whiter in the face, my feet begin to shake |
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I go upstairs to that heavenly place |
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I'm not glad when I get home |
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I'm sad old red, I don't wanna be alone no more |
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Sad old red, sat at home |
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Sad old red, living on his own |
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Sad old red, sat at home |
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Sad old red, let me take you home |
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It's a cubic room, two holes peep through |
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Shadows on the wall of trees so tall |
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I think of her again, the joy that she used to bring |
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Lay there in bed, two words she said |
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When we made love |
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She said to me "oh red" |
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She said "oh red" |
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All the time "oh red", every night "oh red" |
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Sad old red |
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That's what I am |
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All the time |
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That's what I am |
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All the time |
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Sad old red |
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Sad old red |
