| I’m putting this night down to bed
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| 'Cause I was sitting at the bar
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| Hoping you’d walk in the door
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| That says Killian’s Red
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| 'Cause I left you a note that said
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| «Come on out and we’ll both get right off of our heads
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| And float up off the chair.»
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| We’ll go on vacation, tonight
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| Under a sun of neon light
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| And I almost love this town
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| When I’m by your side, side
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| You woke me from a long sleep
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| And I’m almost back
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| Closer than ever
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| To finding the hidden track
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| If I told you the truth
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| You wouldn’t like what I said
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| I almost believed I was dead
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| There’ll be no more waiting
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| You’re gonna melt all the ice in my head
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| There’ll be no more crying
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| You’re gonna make it all better, instead
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| I’m putting this night down to bed
|
| 'Cause I was sitting at the bar
|
| Hoping you’d walk in the door
|
| That says Killian’s Red
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| 'Cause I left you a note that said
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| «Come on out and we’ll both get right off of our heads
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| And float up off the chair.»
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| I get secrets at night
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| But they don’t stay
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| I get secrets at night
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| But they go away
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| We’ll go on vacation, tonight
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| Under a sun of neon light
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| And I almost love this town
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| When I’m by your side, side
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| You woke me from a long sleep
|
| And I’m almost back
|
| Closer than ever
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| To finding the hidden track
|
| If I told you the truth
|
| You wouldn’t like what I said
|
| I almost believed I was dead
|
| There’ll be no more waiting
|
| You’re gonna melt all the ice in my head
|
| There’ll be no more crying
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| You’re gonna make it all better, instead |