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This circusDm is fallinBbg down oCn its knees Am7
The Dmbig top is Fcrumbling Cdown Am7
It's Dmraining in BbBaltimore Cfifty miles Am7east
Where you Dmshould be, Bbno one's aCround Am7
I need a Bbphone call F
I need a Bbraincoat F
I need a Bbbig love F
I need a Bbphone call F
These train conversations are passing me by
And I don't have nothing to say
You get what you pay for
But I just had no intention of living this way
I need a phone call
I need a plane ride
I need a sunburn
I need a raincoat
CAnd I get no Bbanswers
CAnd I don't get no Bbchange
CIt's raining in BbBaltimore, Fbaby
CBut everything Felse is the Csame
There's things I remember and things I forget
I miss you I guess that I should
Three thousand five hundred miles away
But what would you change if you could?
I need a phone call Maybe I should buy a new car
I can always hear a freight train If I listen real hard
And I wish it was a small world
Because I'm lonely for the big towns
I'd like to hear a little guitar
I think it's time to put the top down
I need a phone call
I need a raincoat
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