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Became a limited thinker |
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A delicate social drinker |
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In an intimate mess |
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Like a homeless linker |
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A timid old covered up twinkler |
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With a weight on his chest |
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Where in the world have you been |
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And am I the one to ask |
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How does it feel to brush it all aside |
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How can we ever move |
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How can we ever thrive |
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When we're ****** up inside |
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What in the world have we done |
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And how could we get so far |
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Who am I to picture this before |
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How could we ever feel |
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How could we ever love |
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How could we ever fight |
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How could we be alright |
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When we're ****** up inside |
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When we're ****** up inside |
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You're a vertical lifter |
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A workable secular drifter |
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In an evening dress |
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You're a tricky persuader |
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A devil of a fellow imitator |
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Always cleaning up the mess |
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What in the world have we done |
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And how could we get so far |
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Who am I to picture this before |
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How could we ever feel |
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How could we ever love |
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How could we ever fight |
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How could we be alright |
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When we're ****** up inside |
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When we're ****** up inside |
