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By Crowded House, I'm still here
I won't go away
I'm still here
I've come to
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By Crowded House, Vampires wait to dance on my grave
Lawyers that gather around
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By Crowded House, There's closets in my head where dirty things are kept
That
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By Crowded House, And he goes down, now
With his feet up
He
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By Crowded House, Sweet madness it must be wrong
What kind of fool imagines
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By Crowded House, Within myself
There are a million things
Spilling over
Falling out into a
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By Crowded House, Say That Again I Won't Forget
The Phrase That Turned In
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By Crowded House, You turned eleven in '79...
In plain dark paper...the present arrived
out
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By Crowded House, Talk to her
That’s right
It could mean more than you think
Talk
