| Isn’t it a shame we don’t ever talk no more
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| You just send your letters to my telephone
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| And then you go and drown me out
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| With your compact record collection intact
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| Don’t you feel bad that it’s come to that?
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| Well she’s been in love
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| Under a mountaintop or above
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| There’s a sale on isolation
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| Down at the marketplace
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| You can get whatever you need (if you got the money)
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| Isn’t it a shame, we don’t ever walk no more
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| You just pack up your bags and fly off to the shop to get robbed
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| Don’t you feel bad
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| Reaching in your pockets for highs
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| Isn’t it a shame, don’t you wonder why?
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| Well, if you get bored
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| Of falling in love with the war
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| There’s a sale on isolation
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| Down at the marketplace
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| You can get whatever you need
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| There’s a sale on isolation
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| Down at the marketplace
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| You can get whatever you need (if you got the money, honey)
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| If you got the money
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| It’s all about the money
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| Forget about the glory days of being young
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| Well, if you get bored
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| Of falling in love with the war
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| I heard him singing in a beat up truck
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| Saying, «What you gonna do, what you gonna do for me?»
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| Tore up a letter to improve my luck
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| Said, «How do you do, what you gonna do for me?»
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| Bang bang, she goes shooting at my waist
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| Said, «I like you, what you gonna do for me?»
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| You throw a label right across my face
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| Saying, «That's not true, what you gonna do for me?»
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| What you gonna do for me
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| Hey, what you gonna do for me
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| What you gonna do for me |