Another fucking day
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it's still a nine to five, I swear.
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I don't want to reach the top.
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I don't want to be a millionare.
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I know that it may sound crazy,
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but it's driving me insane.
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Staring out the window of another fucking train.
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[CHORUS] We're walking arm to arm. I won't follow.
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Arm to arm. I won't lead.
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Arm to arm. Beside me until tomorrow.
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Arm to arm. You're walking arm to arm with me.
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I'm feeling kind of homesick when I smell the old pine tree.
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I felt you in the breeze, I close my eyes, it's not so easy for me.
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Once or twice, three times a charm.
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We were walking arm to arm.
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I wanted that for so damn long, but now it's gone.
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I've never been so wrong. Drop me a line.
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Tell me everything that I've been missing.
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Won't you drop me a line.
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Tell me where you're gonna be when I get home.
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2000 years more won't end this war, my brother.
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Half empty, half full. You're pushing, I'm pulling.
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woooooah woah oh oh wooah oh oh
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Back in '96, sometimes I sit and reminisce.
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ook the train to Hoboken,
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I didn't know it then,
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but that is when I found my place outisde this so-called structured life.
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Married to my only love and music is my wife.
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[CHORUS]
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Arm to Arm [live]
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| Catch 22 |
