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He's got a thing 'bout losing control |
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Carries it a mile just to see how far he'll go |
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Brushes up his chops as he tries to fake a smile |
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A friend indeed but what I need someone who'll stay a while |
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Someone to stay a while |
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You can bend my ear |
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We will talk all day |
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Just make sure I'm around |
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When you've finally got something to say |
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Drops hints but he won't tell you what's really on his mind |
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But I know if I look it's easy to find |
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He's got a way with his anger, the way he lets it show |
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Like the smoldering smoke when the fire's left the coals |
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Fire's left the coals |
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You can take me down |
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To show me your home |
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Not the place where you live |
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But the place where you belong |
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You can bend my ear |
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We will talk all day |
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Just make sure I'm around |
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When you've finally got something to say |
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And what are you meaning by 'I don't deserve this life?' |
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Well his door is always open, he's always got the time |
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To give a little something even though he gets behind |
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Your trips become his and your lives are intertwined |
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But like the horse with the junkie it's all in your mind |
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It's all in your mind |
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You can take me down |
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You can show me your home |
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Not the place where you live |
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But the place where you belong |
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You can bend my ear |
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We will talk all day |
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Just make sure I'm around |
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When you've finally got something to say |
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Finally got something, finally got something |
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Finally got something to say |
