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Oh, what's wrong with me? |
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Said, "Oh, what's wrong with me?" |
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I know, what |
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I don't wanna be |
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A dead end on the family tree |
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And I just lost my virginity |
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To a girl who won't remember me at all |
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Took her out on a shopping spree |
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Happiness never happened for free |
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Could it be, that |
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I imagined things |
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I'm just sad instead of heartbroken |
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She came home but she's leavin' again |
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She's coming back but she won't say when |
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And I don't sing songs anymore |
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I don't feel young anymore |
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And it's hard to conceal |
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That these tears that |
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I cry are for real |
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Any moreMy |
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Pop says, "I should be like him" |
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My Mom says, "I can live with them" |
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I had to ask my little brother to lend |
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Me change for the bus till |
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I see him again |
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I'm getting drunk every day of the week |
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My ship sunk but it had no leak |
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A fortune teller on |
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Bishop Street |
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She read my hand and the future is bleak |
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I'm tired of sitting upon the fence |
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I've got no self-confidence |
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Why don't |
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I have a circle of friends? |
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I'm so square they don't even pretend |
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And I don't sing songs anymore |
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I don't feel young anymore |
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And it's hard to conceal |
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That these tears that |
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I cry are for real |
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Any moreDon't give in, don't give in |
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You can never let them win |
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Don't give in, don't give in |
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But I get cold(Ah) |
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I get cold |
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Every night, night, night |
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Without a prayer in my heart, heart, heart |
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Oh, I get cold |
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Yeah, I get cold |
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Every night, night, night |
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Without a prayer in my heart, heart, heart |
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Oh noOh, what's wrong with me? |
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Said, "Oh Lord, what's wrong with me?" |
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I know, what |
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I don't wanna be |
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A dead end on the family tree |
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And the train for my salvation |
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Is departing from the station |
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She don't feel like conversation |
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So, I'm talking to myself |
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I got nobody else |
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I got my bottle of booze and my stale cigarettes |
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Down from the shelf |
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And I don't sing songs anymore |
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I don't feel young anymore |
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And it's hard to conceal |
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That these tears that |
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I cry are for real |
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Any moreAny more |
