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Hmm ah (giggle)
Gather round all you people
Watch me while you can
I've been trawling too long
I've been losing out strong
For the strength of another man
I've been hasty, wasty
Sitting on the backstep
Waiting for the phone to ring]
This semi-acoustic love affair
Is driving me to the brink
I'm just looking for a friend
I'm just looking for a friend
You don't have to be a big wheel
You don't have to be the end
I'm just looking for
Looking for a friend
God help all you ladies
May the devil take all you men
You're far too busy having babies
To help yourselves to a friend
You're lazy, crazy
Hung upon the insane
Standing with your back to the wall]
My pretty has a picture, oh-so nice
Hoping that you might call
I'm just looking for a friend
I'm just looking for a friend
You don't have to be a big wheel
You don't have to be the end
I'm just looking for
Looking for a friend
Hey
Hey looking
I'm just looking for a friend
I'm just looking for a friend
Oh, you don't have to be a big wheel
You don't have to be the end
I'm just looking for
Looking for a friend
Looking
Just a-cruising
Vulgar
Just looking (giggle)
Don't have to be a big wheel
Don't have to be the end
I'm just looking for
Looking for a friend
Oh yeah (etc.)
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When you speak you speak to me
When you sleep you sleep by me
When you wake you wake with me
When you walk you follow two steps behind in life
Shadows stalking, ever grasping sinking for a need
It wasn't love it was the fix of never wanting me
Now I'm gone, you're tossing and you turning in your sleep
That's the name of the game, of the game, of the game
Cry, Miss Peculiar
You'll cry all the more, now I'm gone
I was the monkey on your back
Take a look at how lucky you are
When you speak you speak to me
When you sleep you sleep by me
When you wake you wake with me
When you walk you follow two steps behind
Cry, cry, Miss Peculiar
You'll cry all the more, now I'm gone
I was the monkey on your back
Take a look at how lucky you are
Some days are heaven, I will not deny
Probing the daylight cascading the skyline
Tripping and diving and losing it all
Back came the night time living for more
Cry, cry, Miss Peculiar
You'll cry all the more, now that I'm gone
I was the devil monkey on your back
Take a look at how lucky you are
When you speak you speak to me
When you sleep you sleep by me
When you wake you wake with me
When you walk you follow two steps behind
La La La La La
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There's a man back a-ways
Who believes at where he is
And there's a girl
Up ahead who says she knows
And the street overflows
With the folk who understand
But for the guy who can't be seen
He's the Shadow Man
And the Shadow Man is close at hand
Take a turn and see his smile
Made of nothing but loneliness
Just take a walk and be a friend
To the Shadow Man
You can call him Joe, you can call him Sam
You should call and see who answers
For he promises to come running, guided by the truth
But the Shadow Man is really you
Look in his eyes and see your reflection
Look to the stars and see his eyes
He'll show you tomorrow, he'll show you the sorrows
Of what you did today
You can call him foe, you can call him friend
You should call and see who answers
For he knows your eyes are drawn to the road ahead
And the Shadow Man is waiting round the bend
Oh, the Shadow Man
Ohooooo oooo
Shadow man, shadow man
It's really you, it's really you, it's really you
He's the shadow man
Oh yeah
Shadow man
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Who'll ride in my Rupert the Riley?
Ride on for mile after miley
I'm the greatest driver, sit by my side
I'll drive you so wild, if you sit by my side
See how far we travel take hold the wheel
I'll drive you to hell
If you take hold the wheel
Wo-wo-wo-woo, yea-yea-yea-yeah
Toot beep-beep, beep beep
Toot beep-beep, beep beep
Who'll ride in my Rupert the Riley?
Ride on for mile after miley
I guess I've got ?? Riley of mine
She's shaky on her legs, that Riley of mine
I'm the greatest driver, sit by my side
I'll drive you so wild, if you sit by my side
Wo-wo-wo-woo, yea-yea-yea-yeah
Toot beep-beep, beep beep
Toot beep-beep, beep beep
Who'll ride in my Rupert the Riley?
Ride on for mile after miley
Who'll ride in my Rupert the Riley?
Ride on for mile after miley
Who'll ride in my Rupert the Riley?
Ride on for mile after miley
Who'll ride in my Rupert the Riley?
Ride on for mile after miley
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I don't know why but I'm tired of my mind
Pain is over me, overloading
I don't know why but you're trying to be kind
Take off your silver smile, throw your head back
And cry
I don't believe but I'm trying to decide
Which game is best for me, which can I bare
You don't perseve so I'm leading you away
Home were you've never been, non-returning
So cry
Throw a rock upon the road and it breaks into pieces
Shake brach upon the snow and the sun is defeated
Pull the curtains on yesterday and it seems so much later
Put a bullet in my brain and I'll make all the papers
I don't know why but I'm tired of my life
The clouds are in my eyes, overtaking
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