Billboards scattered in a town I used to know.
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Almost flattered now that I have nowhere to go.
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Pity all the publicity. Pity it all for you and me.
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Why do I have to see your face on every magazine?
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[Chorus:]
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Isn't it funny how the train keeps going,
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and I stand in one spot and keep shouting here I am?
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Isn't it funny how the train keeps going,
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and I stand in one spot and keep shouting here I am?
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Standing in the lime light, don't know what your name is.
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Why does everything good have to turn out like this?
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Pity all the publicity. Pity it all for you and me.
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Why do I have to see your face on every magazine?
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[Chorus:]
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Isn't it funny how the train keeps going,
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and I stand in one spot and keep shouting here I am?
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Isn't it funny how the train keeps going,
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and I stand in one spot and keep shouting here I am?
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Here I Am
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| Theresa Sokyrka |
