(Daddy, will you tell me the story about the chicken? hahahahaha...)
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(ahahahaha...
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ahahaha
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Let's double track that...)
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Haven't seen the sun in weeks
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My skin is getting pale
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Haven't got a mind left to speak
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And I'm skinny as a rail
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Lightbulbs are getting dim
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My interests are starting to wane
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I'm told it's everything a man could want
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And I shouldn't complain
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Conversations getting dull
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There's a constant buzzing in my ears
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Sense of humor's void and null
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And I'm bored to tears
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I'm bored to tears, yeah...
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I'm bored to tears, yeah...
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If you're looking for an accomplice
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A confederate, somebody that's helpless
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You're gonna find, find yourself alone
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If you're looking for cut-throat
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Singing above note, looking for a scapegoat
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You're gonna find, find yourself alone
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Looking for sympathy
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I can get you something
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Something good, something good to eat
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Haven't had a decent meal
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My brain is fried
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Haven't slept a wink for real
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My tongue is tied
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Lightbulbs are getting dim
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My interests are starting to wane
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I'm told it's everything a man could want
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And I shouldn't complain
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Conversations getting dull
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There's a constant ringing in my ears
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Sense of humor's void and null
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And I'm bored to tears
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I'm bored to tears, yeah...
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I'm bored to tears, yeah...
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Ah Ah Ah Ah Ahhh....
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(hahahaha)
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Consoler Of The Lonely
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| The Raconteurs |
