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I keep the nighlite on
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because my parents are gone.
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i Think I`m gonna cry,
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because I don`t know why.
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I make alot of noise
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when I play with my toys.
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I better try to settle down.
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That`s what they always tellin me.
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Something about this child is coming undone..
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I bounce off the walls.
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And then I sit in the halls.
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It`s looking pretty bleak
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Let`s go and play some hide and seek.
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Look`s like we got a kid who`s a step behind.
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Gonna miss that kid.
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Gonna miss that kid.
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(another friend is gone)
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I talk kind of fast
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(I swear I didn't mean it...)
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I better go to my room.
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before they lower the boom.
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I hear the sounds of
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dreams breaking down
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and it`s getting late
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I hope this nightmare`s winding up soon.
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Gonna miss that kid...
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Troopy's Blues
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| Two ton shoe |
