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When we came inside |
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You asked me if |
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I'm wellLiving like this |
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It gets you through the night |
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Sure you can, |
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Mr. Bet's on the prowl again |
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It gets you through the night |
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That at least tells the rest of the drawing, king |
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It gets you through the night |
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Sure you can, |
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Mr. Bet's on the prowl again |
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It gets you through the night |
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As we're doting along |
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Come out to the west backside of my eye(s) |
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True that's true that's true |
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You're selling what you own |
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Selling yourself short of the life that's teeming in the dirt |
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Stop telling what you know |
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Suddenly you're so sure of the life that's breeding in the dirt |
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It gets you through the night |
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Sure you can, |
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Mr. Bet's on the prowl again |
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It gets you through the night |
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As we're doting along |
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Come out to the west backsides of my eyes |
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True that's true that's true |
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I'm off to the west, it's blinding my eyes |
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True that's true that's true |
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Come out to the west backsides of my eyes |
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You opened up |
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This is the kind of place |
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I knowLet's add up all the mischief and mercy ruins' |
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Cause these walls have all worn white |
