The circus is falling down on its knees
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Big top is crumbling down
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It's raining in Baltimore fifty miles east
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Where you should be, no one's around
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I need a phone call
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I need a raincoat
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I need a big love
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I need a rain coat
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These train conversations are passing me by
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And I don't have nothing to say
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You get what you paid for
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But I just had no intention of living this way
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I need a phone call
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I need a plane ride
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I need a sunburn
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I need a raincoat
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And I get no answers
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And I don't get no change
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It's raining in Baltimore, baby
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But everything else is the same
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There's things I remember, there’s things I forget
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I miss you I guess that I should
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Three-thousand five-hundred miles away
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And what would you change if you could?
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I need a phone call, maybe I should buy a new car
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I can always hear a freight train, baby, if I listen real hard
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And I wish, I wish it was a small world
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’cause I'm lonely for the big towns
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I'd like to hear a little guitar
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I guess it's time to put the top down
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I need a phone call
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I need a raincoat
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I really need a raincoat
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I really, really need a rain coat
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I really, really, really need a rain coat
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I really need a raincoat
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Raining In Baltimore
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| Allison Crowe |
