I said Lo..
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Lo and behold
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I just wanna know
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Why I'm so cold
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And I hope I learn, before I get old
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How I can burn
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When I feel so co-oh-oh-old
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I've been inside for days
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Watching curtains as they sway
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Rain just falling like a blade
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On me and Mr. Calloway
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I got one direction home
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Police tape blocking off half the road
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Bit fragments of some kid's phone
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And a white bouquet on a traffic cone
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And there's the man
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With four cans of super tea
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Having heated conversations
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With those I can't even see
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And hopefully..
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Tomorrow we'll swallow today
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I said Lo..
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Lo and behold
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I just wanna know
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Why I'm so cold
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And I hope I learn, before I get old
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How I can burn
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When I feel so co-oh-oh-old
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Come and go
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The hollow ways
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Passing the queue for the pharmacy
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Another little bottle of side effects
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Another blue pill for your tired sex
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And this rain it keeps on falling
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Hollywood stars on the black tarpaulin
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I swallow, choke
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And then take it all in
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All in
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And there's the man behind the counter in the shop
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The one the kids take the piss out of
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And I wish that they would stop
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But they will not
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And tomorrow, we'll laugh at today
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I said Lo..
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Lo and behold
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I just wanna know
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Why I'm so cold
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And I hope I learn, before I get old
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How I can burn
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When I feel so co-oh-oh-old
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Lo And Behold
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Just Jack |