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"Why, why so quiet? |
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Oh my, mysterious country singer?" she asked. |
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My life, it's a riot |
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I'm climbing barricades |
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in empty streets at night. |
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When I'm down |
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fighting shadows. |
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Twenty-five postcards |
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in a box in my room. |
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Telephone conversations, |
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gas slowly leaking out |
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of a heart-shaped balloon. |
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It's a dangerous game |
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that I'm not sure |
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if I could keep playing for long. |
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It's a dangerous game, |
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it's a very fine line |
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and if one step is wrong... |
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I have no cards to play |
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and that's why |
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I've got nothing to say, |
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tonight. |
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I've got nothing to say, |
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tonight. |
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