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So, this is my path |
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And I'm holding the telephone |
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dying to ask |
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If you're coming over at Christmas |
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Do you think I'll last? |
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But I keep on talking |
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And I'm talking too fast |
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And all this direction guides you on |
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And I keep on telling you that I'm right at home |
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When I'm sleeping in New York... |
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I'm sleeping in New York |
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I'm sleeping in New York |
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Out on the road |
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I've got the radio singing to me |
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We're all paying our way |
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With our sentimentality |
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This is your life |
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And it's passing so carelessly |
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In two star motels |
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And late night disharmony |
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I know this direction guides you on |
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And I keep on telling you that I'm right at home |
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When I'm sleeping in New York |
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I'm sleeping in New York |
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I'm sleeping in New York |
