(D. Clifford & S. Cook)
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The sun came up and pushed away the clouds.
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Stumbled back to my room, really don't know how.
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I won't wake up 'til this afternoon,
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Been out walkin' all night again.
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Stranger here try'n' to have fun.
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Far from home; it's just begun.
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CHORUS:
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Give out the warm, it comes back cold.
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Oh, God, I need someone to hold.
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The coffee's cold, it's gonna have to do.
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My feet are shot, feelin' hungry too.
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People don't have a thing to say.
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Feel your dignity slip away.
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Won't wake up 'til this afternoon.
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Waste of time 'cause there's nothing new.
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Need Someone To Hold
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| Creedence Clearwater Revival |
