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She lies in bed, out of her head, suckin' a cigarette |
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Closin' her eyes she really tries to make believe she's dead |
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But she's not, she's not |
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In the next tomb, her old man's room, it's another night |
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He slips away on cathode ray into the TV light |
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Yeah, it's on but he's gone |
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We live on South Hampton Avenue |
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We'll leave the welcome light on for you |
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Now that you think you know who we are |
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How do you like us so far? |
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Right down the stairs, my mom is there under the mushroom cloud |
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Sometimes she sits, sometimes she knits, sometimes she talks out loud |
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To herself, she's allowed |
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Hangin' on the wall, up and down the hall pictures of family |
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My brother Dave is on display for all the world to see |
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Now he's gone, he moved on |
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We live on South Hampton Avenue |
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We'll leave the welcome light on for you |
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Now that you think you know who we are |
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How do you like us so far? How do you like us so far? |
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We live on South Hampton Avenue |
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I've got a feelin' that so do you |
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We live on South Hampton Avenue |
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We'll leave the welcome light on for you |
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Now that we think we know who you are |
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How do you like it so far? How do you like it so far? |
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How do you like it so far? South Hampton Avenue |
