I got mixed up confusion
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Man, it's a-killin' me
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Well, there's too many people
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And they're all too hard to please
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Well, my hat's in my hand
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Babe, I'm walkin' down the line
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An' I'm lookin' for a woman
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Whose head's mixed up like mine
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Well, my head's full of questions
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My temp'rature's risin' fast
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Well, I'm lookin' for some answers
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But I don't know who to ask
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But I'm walkin' and wonderin'
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And my poor feet don't ever stop
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Seein' my reflection
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I'm hung over, hung down, hung up!
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Mixed Up Confusion
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| Bob Dylan |
