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Wound up drunk again on |
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Robson St. |
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Strange cuz we always agreed |
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At the start of every evening |
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That's the last place |
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I wanna be |
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Coffee drinkers dressed in black with no sugar |
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They don't give me no respect |
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They say look her comes another one |
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And I don't know what they mean yet |
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And I sayKeep it light enough to travel... |
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Don't let it all unravel |
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Keep it light enough to travel |
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Promise me we won't go into the nightclub |
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I feel so fucked up when |
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I'm in there |
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Can't tell the bouncers from the customers |
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And I don't know which ones |
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I preferPromise me we won't go into the nightclub |
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I really think that it's obscene |
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What kind of people go to meet people |
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Someplace they can't be heard or seen |
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Keep it light enough to travel... |
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Don't let it all unravel |
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Keep it light enough to travel |
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I broke the windows of the logging company |
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Just to get a little release |
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I had to throw down my accordion |
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To get away from the police |
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And I say... |
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Keep it light enough to travel... |
