You're working overtime
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You know it doesn't do you no good
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You're slaving away for things that you need
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Roof is falling down on 'round your head
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You're backed against the wall
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Living your whole damn life
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At someone else's beck and call
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On the edge of the [night/knife]
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Aaaaahhhh, come on
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Come in, you're bruised and battered
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You need some time to heal
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Step out of the bullet train
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Set yourself down, I know how you feel
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Slow down your racing pulses
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Overthrow all your of fears
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For an hour, be a simple man
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And I'll be a good set of ears
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Aaaaahhhh, come on
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CHORUS
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Takin' the Time to look
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Takin' the Time to feel
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[When/Will] you rewrite your open book
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Allow the scars to heal
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Takin' the Time to look
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Takin' the Time to feel
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[When/Will] you rewrite your open book
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Allow the scars to heal
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You're movin' heaven and earth
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And straining every nerve
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Always working double time
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Burn the midnight oil down to the last [resort/resolve/result]
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You can't go your [snowy/showy room] anymore
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Wind your smoked glass windows down
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If you can't handle opening the door
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Aaaaaahhhh, come on
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CHORUS
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Takin' the Time to look
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Takin' the Time to feel
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[When/Will] you rewrite your open book
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Allow the scars to heal
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Takin' the Time to look
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Takin' the Time to feel
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[When/Will] you rewrite your open book
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Allow the scars to heal
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TAKIN' THE TIME
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| Howard Jones |
