The wash is out
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It's hanging up
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And all I have
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Is nothing
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Nothing to do
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Nothing to say
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I think I must be dreaming
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The sun comes up and I'm all washed out
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Is this what Deaner was talkin' about
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I don't think I will ever return again my friend
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If I was king
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I'd wear a ring
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And never hurt my people
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I'd stay alert
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And dress to kill
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I might even slip you something
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The sun comes up and I'm all washed out
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Is this what Deaner was talkin' about
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I don't think I will ever return again my friend
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The sun comes up and I'm all washed out
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Is this what Deaner was talkin' about
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I don't think I will ever return again my friend
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What Deaner Was Talking About
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| Ash |
