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it'll come to you |
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That
girl you were seein' back in '72 |
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Somethin'
'bout a hotel room and bath water in your shoes |
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Were
you into your Catholic thing then or some other stew |
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Were
you both holed up in that hotel room practicing voodoo |
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CHORUS: |
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It'll
come to you |
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Don't
look back, it'll come to you |
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In
the middle of the night, with you covers pulled up tight |
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It'll
come to you |
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And
that business partner you took for every red cent |
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You
can't even remember where all of that money went |
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Some
on liquor and women, maybe a little rent |
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But
as far as paying it back, Buddy, you ain't made a dent |
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REPEAT
CHORUS |
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Yes
they'll all be standin' 'round you in your sleep |
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Askin'
for a promise you couldn't keep |
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'Cause
back when you were hollow inside |
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You
were tryin' to puff yourself up with your own foolish pride |
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Now
you're happily married with a wife and kids of you're own |
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But
sometimes in the closet at night you can hear them rattlin' bones |
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Takin'
bets on your future and your current postal zone |
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It's
a spooky equation, but check out yourself, Jack, you're the great |
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unknown |
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REPEAT
CHORUS |