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Sunday morning going slow, I'm talking to the radio. Clothes and records on the floor, memories of the night before - out in club-land having fun and now I'm hiding from the sun, waiting for a visitor, though no-one knows I'm here for sure.. I think it's time to cook a meal to fill the emptiness I feel. I spend my money going out, I've nothing in, I'm left without. Clean my teeth and comb my hair and look for something new to wear, then start the night life over again and kid myself I'm having fun. I look out from my window view, there's really nothing else to do. Read a book maybe write a letter. Mother, thinks I'm getting better.. Watch the mirror count the lines, the battle scars of all the good times! I look around and I can see a thousand people just like me dancing, laughing, drinking, loving.. But now I'm all alone, in bed-sit land, my only home. Dancing, laughing, drinking, loving - I'm waiting for something but I'm only passing time..

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