It's not home
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And it's not Tara
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In fact do I know you
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Have I been here before
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This is a dream, right
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Deja Vu
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Did I come here on my own
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Oh I see
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Welcome to the room Sara
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For Scarlett
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Welcome to the choir, sir
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Oooh
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Missionary
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Well I will be different
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When I get back
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And you can take
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All of the credit
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You say everything's fine, baby
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But sometimes at night
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Where the first cut is the
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deepest one of all
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And the second one
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Well it's a worthless thing, so
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Take it all the way back home
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Take it home
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Ooh, downstairs where the
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Big old house is mine
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Ooh, upstairs where the
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Stars laugh and shine
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Oh, Oh well I thought that
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You were mine
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Well I thought that
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You were mine
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Welcome to the room Sara, Sara
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(For Scarlett)
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Welcome to the choir, sir
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Well of course it was a problem
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(For Scarlett)
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Front Line baby
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Well you held her prisioner
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And after all these years
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Well as well as you knew her
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In the never forgotten words
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Of another one of your friends
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In the never forgotten words
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of another one of your
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friends, baby
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When you hang up that phone
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Well you cease to exist
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Welcome to the room Sara
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Welcome
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Welcome to the room everyone
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Welcome To The Room...Sara
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| Walter Egan |
