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Out all night committing crimes |
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Breaking windows, drinking wine |
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Twenty-two won't allow such happy times |
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Just straight and narrow lines |
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Nagging urge to go late and high |
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Dig into the rose garden |
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But I promised I'd never vandalize |
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At your place again |
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And I'm trying to be just friends |
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No I don't mean to use you |
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But how can it be denied - remember |
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We painted pictures through the night |
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Tonight you dance and I'm preoccupied |
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Staring up at the taunting sky |
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Failing things I almost try |
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I've been so hazy, I |
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Have been so hazy, I |
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I've been preoccupied |
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Staring up at the taunting sky |
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Shaking off unwanted company |
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I need familiar eyes |
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Staring me down just one more time |
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And turning me in for all my crimes |
