| 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
 | 
| 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
 | 
| 'Cause I left you a note that said
 | 
| «Come on out and we’ll both get right off of our heads
 | 
| 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
 | 
| Under a sun of neon light
 | 
| And I almost love this town
 | 
| When I’m by your side, side
 | 
| You woke me from a long sleep
 | 
| And I’m almost back
 | 
| Closer than ever
 | 
| 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
 | 
| You’re gonna make it all better, instead |