saturday and we sleep late
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usually we're up by eight
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a swim it calls, a swim awaits
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no work to do today
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strange how you would stray
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and drink and such odd things
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this is what the city brings
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(doo-doo-doo)
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evening calls and old folks fall
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the phone is ringing down the hall
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i told my friends not to call
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that you were getting well
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you still refuse to tell
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where you'd been out so long
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coming home at dawn
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(doo-doo-doo)
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lately I'm forgotten here
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isolated, feeling queer
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when you were looking in the mirror
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did you see the future's lies
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they march right on in time
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and straight into the pool
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oh so quick and cool
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Let's Start A Family
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| Will Oldham |
