you're a lonely alcoholic
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with a tendency to wine
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well you speak it and you drink it
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and bore us all the time
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say you drink out of your sorrow
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for you've got no one to love
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but tell me who could cuddle up
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to a lonely alcoholic
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you're a stressed out single mother
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who has clearly been harassed
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well you can't predict the future
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for you can't erase the past
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cause your baby isn't going anywhere
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but up so join the line and get the dole
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for the stressed out single mother
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I'm a mediocre writer
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who sings all the time
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writing songs about
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misfortunes and other
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people's crimes
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well they say that I am
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doing my duty to the world
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Oh you could say that is onerous,
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I'm just craving to be heard
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ooooo don't leave me alone
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well who is there to listen to
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the problems of our lives
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you've got kids who just don't eat enough
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and men with many wives
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if we're altogether screaming
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why can't we make a sound
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'cause the dirt on which we're stepping
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is the one in which we will be found
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ooooo baby don't leave me alone
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well who is there to listen to
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the problems of our lives
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you've got kids who just don't eat enough
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and men with many wives
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if we're altogether screaming
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why can't we make a sound
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'cause the dirt on which we're stepping
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is the one in which we will be found
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ooooo baby don't leave me alone
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Lonely Alcoholic
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| Mika |
