Sad lookin' faces
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On these money makin' races ya
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A tired child
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With a soul that's running wild ya
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On a saturday subway to a long distant place
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I'm trying to find just a little bit of pride to laugh and forget your face
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I don't understand you, walking away
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You got intimidated ya
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Do you glorify that I complete disarray
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on this sentimental saturday?
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The strange perfume of the lovers in the room ya
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The bloody axes of the men who take your taxes ya
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On a saturday taxi ride to a faraway place
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I'm tryin' to find just a little inch of pride to smile and forget your face
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I don't understand you walkin' away
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You got intimidated ya
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Do you glorify that I complete disarray
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On this sentimental saturday
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I don't understand you walkin' away
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Was I intimidating ya
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Do you glorify that i complete disarray
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On this sentimental saturday?
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I've been lost in New York City
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It ain't so pretty
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I've been runnin' around the world
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Without the lover in me
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I made it all up anyway
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I don't understand you walkin' away
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You got intimidated ya
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Do you glorify that I complete disarray?
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I made it all up anyway
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I don't understand you walkin' away
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Was I intimidating ya?
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Do you glorify that I complete disarray
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On this sentimental saturday?
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Sentimental Saturday
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| Sarah Hudson |
