Another [bad word] day, it's still a nine to five, I swear. 
I don't want to reach the top. 
I don't want to be a millionare. 
I know that it may sound crazy, but it's driving me insane. 
Staring out the window of another [bad word] train. 
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We're walking arm to arm. 
I won't follow. 
Arm to arm. 
I won't lead. 
Arm to arm. 
Beside me until tomorrow. 
Arm to arm. 
You're walking arm to arm with me. 

I'm feeling kind of homesick when I smell the old pine tree. 
I felt you in the breeze, I close my eyes, it's not so easy for me. 
Once or twice, three times a charm. 
We were walking arm to arm. 
I wanted that for so [bad word] long, but now it's gone. 
I've never been so wrong. 
Drop me a line. 
Tell me everything that I've been missing. 
Won't you drop me a line. 
Tell me where you're gonna be when I get home. 
2000 years more won't end this war, my brother. 
Half empty, half full. 
You're pushing, I'm pulling. 
Back in '96, sometimes I sit and reminisce. 
Took the train to Hoboken, I didn't know it then, but that is when I found my place outisde this so-called [bad word] life. 
Married to my only love and music is my wife. 
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