| Lights from the motor bike
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| shine through the bars on my face
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| as i walked through the alley
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| with a smile and guitar case
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| and i climb on the stairs
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| and reflect on the night we spent
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| and im thinking about what you said
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| and what it meant
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| you said, come back down,
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| come back down, joe
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| go down to see her in the late afternoon
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| she ain’t easy to find
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| you know shes always moving
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| shes kicking back coffee with anthony telling jokes
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| saying, girl if we don’t go soon we’re gonna miss the show
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| she says, come back down,
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| come back down, joe
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| drive down to see if we can get on the list to play
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| so i go in walking like i own the place
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| and we wait our turn, yeah, but we dont wait long
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| me and jenny, we sing our songs in a row
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| we’re on a roll
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| she says, come back down,
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| come back down, joe
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| come back down,
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| come back down
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| the scarecrows in full bloom tonight
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| as they take the stage
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| we say goodbye to zachari
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| and we get on our way
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| and on the way i said tell me a story please
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| she says did you ever hear the one about the duck
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| that was lost in the street
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| says i huffed and i puffed
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| and i shooed him away
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| hell, i stopped the sunset in the middle of the day
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| i watched him grow wings, and fly away
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| there was come back down,
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| come back down, joe
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| the nights almost through
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| she wants to sing me a song
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| i love how you sing girl,
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| but its just a little too long
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| because theres only four seasons
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| and this ones almost gone
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| yeah, these nights feel so good
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| but this one’s almost gone
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| says, come back down,
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| come back down joe,
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| come back down,
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| come back down,
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| come back down,
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| come back down joe, tomorrow |