Drove downtown in the rain nine-thirty on a Tuesday night,
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just to check out the late-night record shop.
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Call it impulsive, call it compulsive, call it insane;
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but when I'm surrounded I just can't stop.
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It's a matter of instinct, it's a matter of conditioning,
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It's a matter of fact.
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You can call me Pavlov's dog
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Ring a bell and I'll salivate- how'd you like that?
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Dr. Landy tell me you're not just a pedagogue,
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cause right now I'm
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[Chorus]
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Lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did
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Well I'm lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did.
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So I'm lying here, just staring at the ceiling tiles.
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and I'm thinking about what to think about.
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Just listening and relistening to Smiley Smile,
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and I'm wondering if this is some kind of creative drought
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because I am
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[Chorus]
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And if you want to find me I'll be out in the sandbox,
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wondering where the hell all the love has gone.
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Playing my guitar and building castles in the sun,
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and singing "Fun, Fun, Fun."
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[Chorus]
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I had a dream that I was three hundred pounds
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and though I was very heavy,
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I floated 'til I couldn't see the ground
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I floated 'til I couldn't see the ground
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Somebody help me, I couldn't see the ground
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Somebody help me, I couldn't see the ground
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Somebody help me because I'm
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[Chorus]
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Drove downtown in the rain nine-thirty on a Tuesday night.
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Just to check out the late-night record shop.
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Call it impulsive, call it compulsive, call it insane;
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but when I'm surrounded I just can't stop.
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Brian Wilson
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| Barenaked Ladies |
