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Stoned, half a mile from home |
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I was dragged a million miles away |
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To the nearest place where I could see the beauty & feel that all's not lost |
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In a bad motel |
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Is where I fell |
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I found honest love |
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Whoa, I got stoned! |
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In a bad motel |
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Is where I fell |
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I found true & honest love at last |
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Awake, to find yourself at war |
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On all (on all) fronts, including my core |
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A search to find the quiet peace of mind which lets me know that all's not lost |
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In a bad motel |
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Is where I fell |
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I found honest love |
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Whoa, I got stoned! |
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In a bad motel |
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Is where I fell |
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I found true & honest love at last |