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We have a random on the west side
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Personality malfunction
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He says I can give you anything at all
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Just a room with a bad view of you
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You sent a letter to a downstop
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Saying sorry that I missed you
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But I can't think of anything to do
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He's addicted to the timetrack
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Ooooohhh
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We have a technical
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Ooooohhh
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We have a technical
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He said a hotel where they all go
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Saying me I lost my memory
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It's so surprising just how quickly things can end
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Like a hero on a platform of friends
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The tables are still crowded
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People that you don't know
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And I never really turned my foot on you
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So the image breaks down again
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Ooooohhh
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We have a technical
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Ooooohhh
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We have a technical
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I suppose it's very shady
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At least until the lights go out
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Advertising posters on the wall
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And the young were singing softly
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But do they ever come back (Do they ever come back)
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Or is it always at the wrong time (Is it always at the wrong time)
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I was coming around the road just like a reel
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I move my head in front of my eyes
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Ooooohhh
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We have a technical
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Ooooohhh
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We have a technical
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Ooooohhh
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We have a technical
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Ooooohhh
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We have a technical
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We have a technical
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We have a technical
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We Have A Technical
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