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No girls allowed in the back of the van |
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No crying now or holding hands |
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No long-neck birds with its head in its hands |
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No foreign papers exchanging hands |
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That lonely siren song you've been hearing in your dream |
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Is just a chapel bell and it wakes you every evening |
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A lonesome song, but it's someone else's blues |
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Sleep |
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Sleep |
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Ring me to sleep |
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No signs or sirens to keep us out |
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No silver lining or song about |
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No mound of islands can make this out |
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No mound of island can make this out |
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That lonely siren song you've been hearing in your dream |
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Is just a chapel bell and it wakes you every evening |
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A lonesome song, but it's someone else's blues |
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Sleep |
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Sleep |
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Ring me to sleep |
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There's no time to fall in love |
