I’m sitting by the window trying to write a song
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Gotta do another album before too long
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Girl across the alley comes up with no clothes on
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Well I try not to look in fact I turn away
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Gotta concentrate on what I have to say
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After all ideas is what this boy grows on
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Too many distractions, making infractions
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On my mind on my time ho hum
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Now I’m relaxing in a trailer inbetween shows
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I like to know what the late news knows
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But their running the same war they had on last evening
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So I get up off the couch and I change the channel
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There’s a group of broke girls setting on a panel
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Telling each other the war is something they don’t believe in
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Too many distractions making subtractions
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On my mind waste my time
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Now I love to get away so I go up to the current
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Put my pole in the water let my neck get burnt
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Waiting for trout and getting next to nature
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But then I hear a giggle and it becomes a laugh
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A woman of forty wants my autograph
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So I sign an old napkin and she says I used to hate ya
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Too many distractions false retractions
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Guilty minds trying to turn kind
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Ho hum
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Now I’m sleeping on the porch overlooking the lake
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The screen door opens now I’m awake
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3 sillouettes ask me if a want to join a party
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I’m kinda half asleep so I think it’s a joke
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But I follow the smell of the sweet and sour smoke
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There on the floor is tom kate and marty
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Too many distractions making bad reactions
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On my mind waste my time ho hum
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Distractions
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| Bobby Darin |
