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They're picking up pieces of me
While they're picking up pieces of you
In a bag you will be before the day is over

Were you looking for somewhere to be
Or looking for someone to do
Stupid me to believe that I could trust in stupid you

And on the back of my hand
Were directions I could understand
Now that old buzzard Johnny Walker
Has gone and ruined all our plans
Our best made plans

Don't leave me here to pass through time
Without a map or road sign
Don't leave me here, my guiding light, ‘cause I

I wouldn't know where to begin
I asked the kings of medicine

They're picking up pieces of me
While they're picking up pieces of you
Lying on ice you will be before the day is over

It's a case in point baby
That you never thought it through
Stupid me to believe I could depend on stupid you

And on the tip of my tongue
Were words that always came out wrong
‘Cause they were drowned in Southern Comfort
And left to dry out in the sun
The noonday sun

Don't leave me here to pass through time
Without a map or road sign
Don't leave me here, my guiding light, ‘cause I

I wouldn't know where to begin
I asked the kings of medicine

But it seems they've lost their powers
Now all I'm left with is the hours

Don't leave me here
Don't leave me here, oh no
I wouldn't know where to begin...

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