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It doesn't matter what I say
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So long as I sing with inflection
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That makes you feel that I'll convey
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Some inner truth of vast reflection
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But I've said nothing so far
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And I can keep it up for as long as it takes
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And it don't matter who you are
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If I'm doing my job then it's your resolve that breaks
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1-Because the hook brings you back
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I ain't tellin' you no lie
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The hook brings you back
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On that you can rely
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There is something amiss, I am being insincere
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In fact I don't mean any of this
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Still my confession draws you near
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To confuse the issue I refer
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To familiar heroes from long ago
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No matter how much Peter loved her
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What made the Pan refuse to grow
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(rpt 1...Was the)
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Suck it in, suck it in, suck it in
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If you're Rin Tin Tin or Anne Boleyn
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Make a desperate move or else you'll win
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And then begin to see
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What you're doing to me this MTV is not for free
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It's so PC it's killing me
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So desperately I sing to thee of love
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Sure but also rage and hate and pain and fear of self
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And I can't keep these feelings on the shelf
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I've tried well no in fact I lied
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Could be financial suicide but I've got
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Too much pride inside to hide or slide
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I'll do as I'll decide and let it ride until I've died
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And only then shall I abide this tide
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Of catchy little tunes of hip three minute ditties
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I wanna bust all your balloons
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I wanna burn all of your cities
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To the ground I've found
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I will not mess around
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Unless I play then hey
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I will go on all day hear what I say
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I have a prayer to pray
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That's really all this was
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And when I'm feeling stuck and need a buck
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I don't rely on lunch because...
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(rpt 1)
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Hook
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Blues Traveler |