congratulations
looks like you finally made it, boy
you're a real major-leauge
Your gentleman caller
well, he's been calling on another
he loves his
i sat around for hours on end
before an end so
The furnace burns, the baby turns
She cries when she's
Please hang my raincoat
I guess that I'll stay a while
While
after the movies
in the parking lot
we stared so long
and you
Who's your school friend
He left you some messages
He'd love to
Cut it out
your self-inflicted pain is getting too routine
The crowds
For 20 years I've held this pulpit.
Preached the word, served
Before we ever saw straight, we were grasping at straws
A
There's a ghost in my bed
she cries in her sleep
she
New years ago
We drank and danced and left our
there's a time and a place
this is neither the time
Passed out in your yard
My clothes were soaking in
Sweating with confidence
They're soiling our egos
And we're locked
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