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Gotta go out to a bar just to find it
Somewhere between the back room and the pool table
I couldn't find it in the last place I saw it, huh
Somewhere between my dreams and the fruit machine
I’m out looking to feed my hungry ego
And I don't see it as wrong as long as you don't
And all this sitting at home has got me down

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I’m about to make my bid for freedom
Leave my doubts at home 'cause I don't need 'em
Extra special, extra weird, extraverted
Nuns are lining the block to be converted

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