Well I've been going for a couple of years
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And it seems that the answer it is coming quite clear
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Oh I don't even know what I am doing here
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But I can drive with my eyes closed
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And play by ear
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And I can sleep beneath the piano
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Just like that's my natural home
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With all those keys I never feel alone
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Yes I can sleep beneath the piano
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Just like that's my natural home
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With all those keys I never feel alone
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I met a girl in a sleepy town down by the sea
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She swore she didn't want nothing from me
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Now if you ever hear that line boy don't you dare believe
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There ain't nothing but deep blues down in that bitter recipe
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And when I left town she had those tears in her eyes
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But, I ain't one for no emotional goodbyes
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So she swam into that bottle like a fish back to its home
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Couple more drinks and you don't know she's alone
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Yeah she swam into that bottle like a fish back to the sea
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Couple more drinks and she forgot all about me
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Met a lot of guys a lot tougher than me
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It's like it ain't no kinda competition indeed
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They say "hey boy have you ever been stabbed before"
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I said "not yet, I'm grabbin' my hat and just heading for the door"
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I made my way down to that rich side of town
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Where everybody's tossin' big words around
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But as soon as I turn my back to head downtown
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I hear those whispers like rain just fallin' on down
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Say he drink like a fish and he gonna fly like a stone
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Boy is better off left alone
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Say he drink like a fish and he gonna fly like a stone
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Boy is better off left alone
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Beneath The Piano
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The Devil Makes Three |