I don't want no cryin' all upon my sleeve I just want somebody who got no place to be you call me up on tuesday I'll be stuck on Sunday night lookin' for some good things to make me feel alright when I snap my fingers when I walk the line when I get my money I'll be killin' time time is killin' something it's just to small to care runnin' through the jungle lookin' for your hair someone's talkin' backwards lookin' for a fight puttin' on a lampshade cuz you're shinin' way too bright I don't want no cryin I don't want no pain I don't want no lonesome life on a broken train
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