I remember you when you was me
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oh what a beautiful sight
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you'd cool it up
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or you'd cool it down
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from some dizzy, dizzy height
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I can still hear that rolling sound
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like a diesel in my head
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sometimes I wake and I think of you now
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forgetting that you're dead
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I was born on a rolling train
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Runnin' when I hit the ground
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I watch these wheels turning now
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nothing here, nothing left
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watching the daylight fade away
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watching the daylight go to town
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Well
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This hotel rooms like the wild, wild west
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and there's strangers moving underground
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I still have your photograph
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it picks me up when I'm feeling down
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Pull up a chair and you pour me one
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let's kick back and let it roll
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There's nothing here
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and there's nothing left
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but watching the daylight go to town
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We'd get swept up on a pillow fight
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you just couldn't let it go
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I watch these wheels turning now
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nothing here, nothing left
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watching the daylight fade away
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watching the daylight go to town
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Don't you fade away
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solo
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Well I guess I'm walking right back home
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got to set this all down
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pull up a chair and you pour me two
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cos there's nothing here,nothing left
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but watching the daylight turn around
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watching the daylight go to town
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watching this world spin around
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watching the daylight go to town
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When Daylight Goes To Town
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UFO |