| In this city, there are so many faces you can go insane
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| I’m still so lonely, I’m about to faint
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| And I don’t faint easily
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| Absurdities give my head a freeze
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| So crowded and still I’m on my own
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| I’m on my own
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| I didn’t know I could be so alone
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| I am on my own in here, I, I, I …
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| I got the big city blues, I don’t wanna stick around
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| And I know that she knows
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| This here is all concrete, and I miss my little town
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| And I know that she knows
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| She knows
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| I’m sorry, but these are twists of a mind in a social frost
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| Just give me seven seconds to gather my thoughts
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| It seems we’re dealing solely with a social consciousness
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| I got no other shoulder to cry on but my own
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| No other but my own
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| Please won’t you bring me back home
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| I miss my home, oh oh oh …
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| I got the big city blues, I don’t wanna stick around
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| And I know that she knows
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| This here is all concrete, and I miss my little town
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| And I know that she knows
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| I got the big city blues, I don’t wanna stick around
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| And I know that she knows
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| This here is all concrete, and I miss my little town
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| And I know that she knows
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| She knows
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| It takes so many faces to fill me up
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| I’m way past the brim of this here cup
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| Ain’t got no one to talk to, no one to hear me on
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| Don’t wanna do nothing but to be there but you
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| I got the big city blues, I don’t wanna stick around
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| And I know that she knows
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| This here is all concrete, and I miss my little town
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| And I know that she knows
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| I got the big city blues, I don’t wanna stick around
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| And I know that she knows
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| This here is all concrete, and I miss my little town
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| And I know that she knows
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| I miss the houses, I miss the streets
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| I miss all the people that greet me with a smile…
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| I miss the houses, I miss the streets
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| I miss all the people that greet me with a smile…
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| I miss the houses, I miss the streets
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| I miss all the people that greet me with a smile…
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| I miss the houses |