But I’m aching bad for you, I’m aching bad for me.
It's going pretty well but I'm not feeling free.
And I know my heart's not golden
different time and different poem
won't you try to search for another Mr. Fine
Where do you go at night?
I wouldn' t cry, dear son
Where do you go at night?
I wouldn't try to run
But I’m aching bad for you, I’m aching bad for me.
And I’m just too fucking sure I’m never feeling free
But I know my heart's not golden
Different time and different poem
Won’t you try to search for another Mr. Fine
Where do you go at night?
I wouldn' t cry dear son
Where do you go at night?
I wouldn't try to run
'Cause everybody’s doing just what they can
(you’re the one that I want the only one I want)
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