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The sky is dark |
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The wind is cold |
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The night is young |
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Before it's old and gray |
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We will know |
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The trill of it all |
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The time has come |
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It's getting late |
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It's now or never |
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Don't hesitate or stall |
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When I call, don't spoil |
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The thrill of it all |
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And before you go to sleep at night |
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Preying shadows, do they ask you why? |
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And in the morning through the afternoon |
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Do you wonder where you're going to? |
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Every word I use |
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Each crumpled page |
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Strange ideas |
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Mature with age |
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Like leaves |
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When autumn falls |
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Turn gold |
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Then they hit the ground |
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Every time I hear |
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The latest sound |
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It's pure whiskey |
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Reeling round and around |
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My brain |
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Oh, and all o' that jive |
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It's driving me wild |
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The dizzy spin I'm in |
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Everywhere I look |
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I see your face |
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I hear your name |
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It's all over the place |
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Hey girl |
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Though you've gone |
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Still I recall |
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The trill of it all |
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You might as well know what is right for you |
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And make the most of what you like to do |
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For all the pleasure that's surrounding you |
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Should compensate for all you're going through |
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So if you're feeling fraught |
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With mental strain |
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Too much thinking's |
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Got you down again |
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Well, let your senses skip |
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Stay hip |
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Keep cool |
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To the thrill of it all |
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When you try too much |
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You lose control |
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Pressure rises |
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And so I'm told |
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Something's got the give |
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Oy Veh |
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High life ecstasy |
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You might as well live |
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I can't see |
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I can't speak |
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I couldn't take more than another week |
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Without you, oh no |
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So I will drink my fill |
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Till the trill is you |
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Oh, the thrill of it all |
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Oh, the thrill of it all |
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No I won't forget |
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The thrill of it all |
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No, no, no, no, no, no, no |
