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I been trapped inside four walls |
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Feel like I can't call to no one |
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Ah, way out on the outside |
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Well livin' alone is easy |
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But too long just don't seem really |
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Quite the thing to do, no |
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Think I'll drink up a little more wine |
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To ease my worried mind |
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And walk down on the street |
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And leave my blues at home |
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All behind |
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The landlord is on my line |
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I can't get no peace of mind |
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But I know there's something better |
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I can't stay and I can't run |
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Can't keep waitin' for someone |
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To find and go roll |
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Well I'll gather up all my four leaf clovers |
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Don't leave, I'm on my way over |
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A walk down on the street |
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And leave my blues at home |
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All behind |
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And I feel I have to scream |
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Whenever I get the notion |
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And though I try so hard |
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I can't hold back my emotions |
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But I love you, but I can't have ya |
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Won't you sit by my side |
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You don't work |
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The man don't pay ya |
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There ain't no saint to come and save ya |
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Oh, puttin' your toll down |
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Well, if you ride you pay the fare |
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With Satan on your back |
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And he don't care where you come from |
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Or where you goin' |
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And before I get myself all down |
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I jump up and kick the door down |
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And walk down on the street |
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And leave my blues at home |
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All behind |
