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My old heart it's been 13 hours |
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Too much of you my friend my dear and now I cower |
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Looking at you looking at you |
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Oh shit shit I'll go cook myself a brew |
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Love it, oh sometimes at least I fall |
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Put it up too much to call home sometimes |
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Well I dance the two step look at you swing |
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Not sure what I mean don't know what I sing |
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I just dance on the harpsichord string |
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Move it down when your coming up |
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Lose it down when your tip toe dancing |
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Enhancing all the pressure prancing |
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All around this place every night and |
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Day when we were in the rat race |
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Shouting back to the oldest people |
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Chat at the bartender in the cold top steeples |
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Like no screaming |
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My dear they will dry off ya cheeks |
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And never been down the factor too much of |
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That can bring you right down to tragedy more oh me |
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Losing myself in this race |
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You see me see me see me see me seeing me |
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See me see me me me |
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What's in my liberty? |
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In a hectic test a no one protest in you when imp so damn scared |
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Live for the life and the love I need |
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And the lead in the life cos I never play fare |
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My old heart it's been 13 hours |
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Too much of you my friend my dear and now I cower |
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Looking at you, looking at you |
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Oh shit, I'll go cook myself a brew |
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I got my own way home, I got my own keys |
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So why you looking at me like you're a lady |
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I got my own kinda groovy |
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Smoking too much and drinking |
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You bring yourself down in pain |
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Bdbbyebdbdyebdbyebdye |
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For the love of the living and the live cut free |
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She all on the floor while I drink whiskey |
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And look to the corner think about me all about me |
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Never go self cos your walk with a pelvis white boy Elvis dance around |
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This floor much quicker than you |
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Look at this look at the boys dancin think there impressin but they ain't |
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Do shit |
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I'm on groove from the grooving loosing as I use ya as |
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I go moving crying the tears not for myself and not for you honey have no |
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Fear |
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And now I break to the floor when the old piano comes crashing |
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Sometimes I'm not sure what I'm gonna do but I aint here for more |
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Take my last match with desperate passions and a few up facts |
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My old heart it's been 13 hours |
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Too much of you my friend my dear and now I cower |
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Looking at you, looking at you |
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Oh shit, I'll go cook myself a brew |
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My old heart it's been 13 hours |
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Too much of you my friend my dear and now I cower |
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Looking at you, looking at you |
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Oh shit, I'll go cook myself a brew |
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My old heart it's been 13 hours |
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Too much of you my friend my dear and now I cower |
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Looking at you, looking at you |
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Oh shit, I'll go cook myself a brew |
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Love it, oh sometimes at least I fall |
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Put it up too much to call home |
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Sometimes |
