| Wake me up when you are over
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| Cause I don’t want to hear you say
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| That you’ve got worries on your shoulder
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| Well, I’d love to say they’d up and go away
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| I know that you ain’t cryin'
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| But that don’t mean that you don’t feel
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| Deep inside you might be dying
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| That may be the only thing that’s ever real
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| It’s a reach around jerk in a button-down shirt
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| Talking sweet to keep all the little people happy
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| When the talk is cheap, the shit gets deep
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| Better face reality that everybody’s had a bad day or two
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| They don’t treat you like the way you think they should
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| So you lick your bitter wounds, turn and blame the government
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| Establishment, hide your head so no one sees you when you’re down
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| Wake me up when you are over
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| Let me know how long it took
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| If you ever need my sympathy
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| Honey, here’s how deep you’re gonna have to look
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| I know when you get older
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| You’ll learn the art of how to please
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| But right now you’re just getting colder
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| And my love is gonna bring you to your knees
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| It’s a reach around jerk in a button-down shirt
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| Talking sweet to keep all the little people happy
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| When the talk is cheap, the shit gets deep
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| Better face reality that everybody’s had a bad day or two
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| They don’t treat you like the way you think they should
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| So you lick your bitter wounds, turn and blame the government
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| Establishment, hide your head so no one sees you when you’re down
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| If you need me, I am able
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| And if you need me, I’ll be here
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| But when you reach across the table
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| Honey, you won’t find me shedding any tears |