(Keith Knudsen / Zeke Zirngiebel)
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Brother, you've fallen far behind
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What is it that's on your mind
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Sister, oh how do you decide
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What do you see through your clouded eyes
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On every corner I turn to
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Some variation of "help me please"
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Can't pretend I don't see you there
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How should I feel
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Brother, you've fallen to your knees
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What do your children need
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The distance is never out of reach
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There's only inches between you and me
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On every corner I turn to
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Some variation of "help me please"
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Can't pretend I don't see you there
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How should I feel
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Hey, mister, well I'm lookin' your way, you know
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I wouldn't ask if things weren't like they were today
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- Count up the corners of 'em, add up the dollars for 'em
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Hey, mister, well I'm lookin' your way, you know
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- Ten thousand of 'em all over town
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I wouldn't ask if things weren't like they were today
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- But is it really helpin', whatever I do
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Hey, mister, well I'm lookin' at you, you know
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- Will I feel good about it, will I feel a fool
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I hate to beg, 'cause I feel like such a fool
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On every corner I turn to
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Some variation of "help me please"
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Can't pretend I don't see you there
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How should I feel
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On Every Corner
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The Doobie Brothers |