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Well, I'm walking on down Virginia Avenue |
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Trying to find somebody to tell my troubles to |
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Harold's club is closing and everybody's going on home |
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What's a poor boy to do? |
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I'll just get on back into my short, make it back to the fort |
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Sleep off all the crazy lizards inside of my brain |
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There's got to be some place that's better than this |
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This life I'm leading's driving me insane |
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And let me tell you I'm dreaming |
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Let me tell you that |
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I'm dreaming to the twilight, this town has got me down |
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I've seen all the highlights, I've been walking all around |
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I won't make a fuss, I'll take a Greyhound bus |
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Carry me away from here, tell me, what have I got to lose? |
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'Cause I'm walking on down Columbus Avenue |
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Bars are all closing 'cause it's quarter to two |
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Every town I go to is like a lock without a key |
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Those I leave behind are catching up on me |
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Let me tell you they're catching up on me, they're catching up on me |
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Catching up on me, catching up on me, catching up on me |
