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Just down the street from your hotel, baby. |
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I stay at home with my disease. |
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And ain't this position familiar, darlin'? |
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Well, all monkeys do what they see. |
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Help me stay awake, I'm fallin'... |
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Down on Virginia and La Loma, |
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where I got friends who care for me, |
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you got an attitude of everything I ever wanted. |
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I got an attitude of need. |
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So, help me stay awake, I'm fallin'... |
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Asleep in perfect blue buildings, |
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beside the green apple sea, |
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gonna get me a little oblivion, baby, |
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and try to keep myself away from me. |
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It's 4:30 A.M. on a Tuesday. |
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It doesn't get much worse than this. |
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In beds in little rooms in buildings in the middle |
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of these lives which are completely meaningless, |
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help me stay awake, I'm fallin'... |
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Asleep in perfect blue buildings, |
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beside the green apple sea, |
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I wanna get me a little oblivion, baby, |
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and try to keep myself away from myself and me. |
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Well, I got bones beneath my skin, and mister, |
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There's a skeleton in every man's house. |
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Beneath the dust, and love, and sweat that hang on everybody |
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There's a dead man tryin' to get out. |
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So please help me stay awake, I'm fallin'... |
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Asleep in perfect blue buildings, |
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beside the green apple sea, |
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I wanna get me a little oblivion, baby, |
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Try to keep myself away from me. |
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Perfect blue buildings, |
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oh, beside the green apple sea, |
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I wanna get me a little oblivion, baby, |
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and try to keep myself away from myself and me. |
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Oh, little perfect blue buildings. |
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I can't keep myself away from me. |
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Oh, little perfect blue building. |
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Said how am I gonna keep myself away? |
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How am I gonna keep myself away from me? |
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Keep myself away... |
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How am I gonna keep myself away from me? |
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Keep myself away... |
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How am I gonna keep myself away from me? |
