Let it all out
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Mr. No one is listening to
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Every single word
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Bring on the freak out
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Bring on the stare down
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And the most mindless chatter
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I have ever heard
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Dr. Crippen
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How can we blame you?
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After all
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She has put you thru.
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Where is the missus?
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And you might not know it boy
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But she's right here
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She's right here in the room.
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She cried
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It's Saturday night
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We don't talk
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And we don't even fight.
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And remember the soars?
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When we would roll around on the floor
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We don't talk
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And she don't dance anymore.
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Dr. Crippen
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| Deep Blue Something |
