There's this friend of mine
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Been doing time with the same girlfriend
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That he's had for far too many of his days
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It seems with each passing second
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Her brain lets loose
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The one screw which holds back the rage
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Then she screams again, cries again
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And it loosens a little more
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It's much more than a single soul can take
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And when it goes again tonight
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Well, we all know who she'll blame
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This friend of mine called last week
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On a payphone not too far from where he stays
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It seems she lost her mind again that night
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'Cause she screams at him each night
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Then she runs to him each day
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And I just wouldn't feel right
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If I looked the other way
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CHORUS:
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So that's one for reality
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But you didn't hear that from me
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'Cause I'll only say it's not true
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Let me add one more indecency
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With absolute necessity
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That she never claimed to be true
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Neither did you
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Break up time again
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And my sister calls on the phone
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To ask my humble opinion
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Of just what's going on
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I said you scream at him each night
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Then you run to him each day
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And I just wouldn't feel right
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If I look the other way
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CHORUS
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I hear her side and I hear his
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I was on the outside, now I'm in this
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My one word answer could come between them
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My sister is crying, 'cause I can't decide (REPEAT)
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CHORUS
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One for Reality
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| Deep Blue Something |
