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Well I've been working, oh 'neath the gray sky |
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And I'm wonderin', still I'm wondering why |
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Must I lay low in a room full of strangers? |
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Only it's thinking baby, think creeps in and makes a danger |
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My emotions they get all tangled up and |
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And my heart has turned 'round, 'round again |
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I'm sitting a little close, make a boot out of my TV |
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I start thinking and I start wondering about the things I see |
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Oh and you see your world oh stretched out like a stranger |
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Ooh it's thinking baby, thinking starts and makes a danger |
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All convictions they get all tumbled up and |
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Yeah and my heart just turned 'round, 'round again |
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Ooh I've been driving, thinking a lot about you and me |
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I start thinking and I'm wonderin' about the things I see |
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When you see your heart and hold that door like a stranger |
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Oh and it's thinking baby, thinking starts and makes a danger |
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Our intentions they get all tangled up and |
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Yeah and my heart just turned round, round again |
