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I am a one way motorway
I’m the one that drives away
Then follows you back home
I am a street light shining
I’m a wild light blinding bright
Burning off alone

It’s times like these you learn to live again
It’s times like these you give and give again
It’s times like these you learn to love again
It’s times like these time and time again

I am a new day rising
I’m a brand new sky
To hang the stars upon tonight
I am a little divided
Do I stay or run away
And leave it all behind?

It’s times like these you learn to live again
It’s times like these you give and give again
It’s times like these you learn to love again
It’s times like these time and time again

Walking through the rooms in my head
I came across your image,
You looked at me with that sweet smile and said
Something they won’t let me repeat
We hurt the ones we love the most
Its a subtle form of compilment

I don’t care if you talk about me
I don’t care if you write it out in stone
Whenever I fall I land on my feet
I don’t care, I just don’t care now
Mark the spot you hate with an X
Then shoot your bow and arrow
Do your worst, get it all off your chest
I’ll hold my breath and swallow
We hurt the ones we love the most
It’s a subtle form of discipline
I don’t care if you talk about me
I don’t care if you write it out in stone
Whenever I fall I land on my feet
I don’t care, I just don’t care now

I don’t care if you act like a queen
I don’t care if you take it out on me
I’ve got nine lives and I land on my feet
I don’t care, I just don’t care now

In a boreolic iceberg came Victoria
Queen Victoria sitting shocked upon on the rocking horse of a wave
Said to the laurette, this minx of course,
Is sharp as any linx and blacker, deepper
Than the drinks as hot as any hottentot
Without remorse, for the minx that she
And the drinks you can see are hot as any hotten tot
And not the goods for me,
Hot as any hotten tot
And not the goods for me
I don’t care if you talk about me
I don’t care if you write it out in stone
Whenever I fall I land on my feet
I don’t care, I just don’t care now
I don’t care if you act like a queen
I don’t care if you take it out on me
I’ve got nine lives and I land on my feet
I don’t care, I just don’t care now

What’s up with what’s going down
In every city, in every town
Cramping styles is the plan
They’ve got us in the palm of every hand

When we pretend that we’re dead
When we pretend that we’re dead
They can’t hear a word we’ve said
When we pretend that we’re dead

Turn the tables with our unity
They neither moral nor majority
Wake up and smell the coffee
Or just say no to individuality

When we pretend that we’re dead
When we pretend that we’re dead
They can’t hear a word we’ve said
When we pretend that we’re dead

Come on, come on, come on come on

When we pretend that we’re dead
When we pretend that we’re dead
They can’t hear a word we’ve said
When we pretend that we’re dead

Baby, here I am
I’m the man on the scene
I can give you what you want
But you gotta come home with me
I have got some good old lovin’
And I got some more in store
When I get to throwin’ it on you
You gotta come back for more

Boys are things that come by the dozen
That ain’t nothin’ but drugstore lovin’
Hey little thing let me light your candle
‘Cause mama I’m sure hard to handle now
Yes, I am

Action speaks louder than words
And I’m a man of great experience
I know you’ve got another man
But I can love you better than him

Take my hand don’t be afraid
I’m gonna prove every word I say
I’m advertising love for free
So you can place your ad with me

Boys – they come along a dime by the dozen
That ain’t nothing but ten cent lovin’
Hey little thing let me light your candle
‘Cause mama I’m sure hard to handle now
Yes, I am

Yeah
Hard to handle now
Oh baby

Boys – they run along a dime by the dozen
That ain’t nothin’ but drugstore lovin’
Hey little thing let me light your candle
‘Cause mama I’m sure hard to handle now
Yes, I am

Hard
Hard to handle now
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah

Boys – they go along a dime by the dozen
That ain’t nothing but ten cent lovin’
Hey little thing let me light your candle
‘Cause mama I’m sure hard to handle now
Yes, I am

Yeah
You’re hard to handle now
Oh, yeah

Baby, a good lovin’
Baby, baby
Oh, oh, good lovin’
I need good lovin’
I gotta handle, oh, yeah
Haa, yeah

[Verse 1]
Waiting on a Sunday afternoon
For what I’ve read between the lines
Your lies
Feeling like a hand in rusted shame
So do you laugh or does it cry
Reply?

[Chorus]
Leaving on a Southern train
Only yesterday you lied
Promises of what I seemed to be
Only watched the time go by
All of these things you said to me

[Verse 2]
Breathing is the hardest thing to do
With all I’ve said and all that’s dead for
You
You lied
Goodbye

[Chorus]
Leaving on a Southern train
Only yesterday you lied
Promises of what I seemed to be
Only watched the time go by
All of these things I said to you