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As he rails one again And turns to me and says 'Imagine Boris in 'ere in full police gear tonight' He said, 'It's tougher sentences that's what they're tryin' 'But we seen how that went down stateside it didn't fly' It's that time of the year again When your past comes home And everybody you've ever known wants it large Jimmy's in my ear again with a motor mouth God, I love the kid but we need to slow it down, whoa Back to the bathroom Back to the call for another wild long lie Back to the kitchen Sprawled on the floor for another wild long lie And I'll tell it all night
Everybody's dying for their turn To pull out anecdotes fraught with bloody lies And I've gone quiet 'cause my heart Is still choking up from a love I tore apart Oh, I've got so much pain here, yet so much love But it's drowning every inch of my soul So I go Back to the bathroom I'll line you up for another wild long lie Back to the kitchen Sprawled on the floor for another wild long lie Back to the bathroom I'll line 'em up for another wild long lie
Back to the kitchen Sprawled on the floor for another wild long lie And I'll tell it all night
I think I need to leave this town
I think I need to leave this town
I think I need to leave this town
Before I go down I think I need to leave this town
Before I go down
Back to the bathroom I'll line you up for another wild long lie Back to the kitchen Sprawled on the floor for another wild long lie Back to the bathroom I'll line 'em up for another wild long lie Back to the kitchen Sprawled on the floor for another wild long lie And I'll tell it all night
Now tell me
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