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A diamond in the sleaze
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down on bended knees
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a thousand bits of nerves
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hanging loose at the ends
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it's later than you think
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it's gone before you blink
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out of the crosshairs
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and into the crowd
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do you wanna see me suffering?
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do you wanna see me suffering?
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how could you let a good thing go?
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how could you let a good thing go?
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a lion in a cage
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shakes his golden mane
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he doesn't care who notices
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where he's gonna lie
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he came to bag a meal
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you're older than you feel
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the keyboard of your memory
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is coming apart
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it's a weight up on my shoulder
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it's a weight up on my shoulder...
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how could you let a good thing go?
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how could you let a good thing go?
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I won't ever let you go
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I won't ever let you go
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the doctor takes a rest
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inside a hornet's nest
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the Polaroids of patients
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who refuse to be cured
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a life lived under glass
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and stolen Cadillacs
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can you hear the saxophones
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peeling the paint?
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do you wanna see me suffering?
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do you wanna see me suffering?
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how could you let a good thing go?
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how could you let a good thing go?
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I won't ever let you go
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I won't ever let you go
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I won't ever let you go
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I won't ever let you go
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Diamond in the Sleaze
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| Beck |
