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La la la la la la Emla
La la la la la la Cla
La la la la la la Emla
La la la la la la Cla la la
Couple young Ggirls went sailing down EmA1A
To the arms of CFlorida sailing down a Dhighway
Singing their Emheads off, tainted by the HolyC Ghosts
Flying in from the Gocean, driving with their eyDes closed
The Cnight wants to Dkiss you dEmeep, and be on his way
CPretend he don't Dknow you G the very next dDay
Isn't it Chard sometimes, isn't it Emlonely
How I still hang Caround here when Dthere's nothing to Emhold me
You slide down Ginto the sea from twelve hours Emon your feet
And get the tide to washC you away, thousands and tDhousands of days
And someone you nEmever meet signs a check you get Cevery week
You try and still Gcan't forget all the strangers that Dyou have met
The Cnight never oweDd you noEmthing anyway
CMakes promises that he Dnever intends to Gkeep every Dday
Isn't it Chard sometimes, isn't it Emlonely
How I still hang Caround here, and Dthere's nothing to Emhold me
CEvery time every Dyear the travelers coEmme and go
You see them landing with their Cpale wings
And flying back to the Dsnow
And the summer comes marching in with his heavy boots on
Kicking along the blacktopped sidewalks of A1A
The young girls in their bare feet, cigarettes smoking
Looking every which way, wishing and a'hoping
And you want the night just to let you sleep and be on his way
Wrap you up in some cool sheets and have nothing to say
Isn't it hard sometimes, isn't it lonely
How I still hang around here, and there's nothing to hold me
Isn't it Chard sometimes, isn't it Emlonely
How I still hang Caround here, and Dthere's nothing to Emhold me C
La la la la la la Emla
La la la la la la Cla la la D
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