(C. Linden)
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Well, I wish I could tell somebody
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'Bout the way I feel today
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Wish I could pack my leavin' trunk
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And make my getaway
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There's nowhere to go
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Nowhere to go
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Well I ain't goin' home no more
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My feet, they feel so slow
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Well I go to a downtown party
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I feel like leavin' soon
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There ain't nobody seem to know my name
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But a great big hollow moon
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There's nowhere to go
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Nowhere to go
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Well I ain't goin' home no more
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My feet, they feel so slow
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Well I was lookin' for some friend now
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Since the day that I arrived
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I wish somebody would call my name
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And make me know that I'm alive
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There's nowhere to go
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Nowhere to go
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Well I ain't goin' home no more
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My feet, they feel so slow
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They feel so slow
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Well, I wish I could tell somebody
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'Bout the way I feel today
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I wish I could pack my leavin' trunk
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And make my get away
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There's nowhere to go
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Nowhere to go
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Well I ain't goin' home no more
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My feet, they feel so slow
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Nowhere to Run
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| Big Sugar |
