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She got out of town on the railway, new york bound
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Took all except my name
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Another alien on broadway
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Well, some things in this world you just can't change
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Some things you can't see until it gets too late
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[Chorus]
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Baby, baby, baby when all your love is gone
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Who will save me from all I'm up against out in this world
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And maybe, maybe, maybe
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You'll find something that's enough to keep you
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But if the bright lights don't receive you
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You should turn yourself around and come on home
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I got a hole in me now
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I got a scar I can talk about
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She keeps a picture of me in her apartment in the city
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But some things in this world
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Man, they don't make sense
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Some things you don't leave until they leave you
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And then the things that you miss, you say
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[Chorus]
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Baby, baby, baby when all your love is gone
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Who will save me from all I'm up against out in this world
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And maybe, maybe, maybe
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You'll find something that's enough to keep you
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But if the bright lights don't receive you
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You should turn yourself around and come on home
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Let that city take you in (come on home)
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Let that city spit you out (come on home)
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Let that city take you down, yeah
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For god sakes turn around
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[Chorus]
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Baby, baby, baby when all your love is gone
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Who will save me from all I'm up against out in this world
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Yeah well, maybe, maybe, maybe
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You'll find something that's enough to keep you
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But if the bright lights dont receive you
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Well, turn yourself around and come on home
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Yeah, come on home
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Baby, baby, baby, baby
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Come on home
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Yeah, come on home
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Yeah, come on home
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Yeah, come on home
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Baby, baby, baby, baby
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Come on home
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Bright Lights
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| Matchbox Twenty |
