Just got back from the land of nod
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Casting dreams on a fishing rod
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I was tired, but now I'm strong
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I woke, I rose, I wrote this song
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Back once more to entertain you
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Here with the bride of the man who loves you
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It gets dark and I get restless
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Taking and not giving always left me breathless
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Here again and glad to be here
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When pop songs end, why do I feel fear?
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When parties die at 3AM,
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Why I always have to start them up again?
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This is my big comeback
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An angel, a saboteur, a throwback
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Come on, dust off the 8-track
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And let me in
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Step right up and hear my story
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I dug ditches on the road to glory
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I painted signs on the path to fame
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Cul de sac, turn around, don't come this way again
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Some angel dust and a pint of wine
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And I was holding you when I could be fine
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I called you when I'm back in town
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The sun is cold and it's going down
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This is my big comeback
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An angel, a saboteur, a throwback
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Come on, dust off the 8-track
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And let me in
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And that's the price I pay for being famous
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That's the price I pay for being nameless
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That's the price I pay for being shameless
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That's the price I pay for coming back
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The Comeback
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