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And I'm calling all my friends To tell them I've gone away The traffic here tonight's As bad as L.A. The stars in the night sky All spell out your name There's no paint on no canvas No face and no frame It's the same old line You better recognize I'm leaving you Recognize I'm living The same old life You better recognize I'm leaving you Recognize And I'm calling all my friends To tell them I've been okay These L.A. girls and church goers Have shown me their ways Of letting go of my idea of Life and my place As I stagger back to my car The radio's playing The same old line You better recognize I'm leaving you Recognize It's the same old line You better recognize I'm leaving you Recognize I'm living The same old life You better recognize I'm leaving you Recognize I'm leaving you I'm calling around I'm making a scene What am I trying to do I'm calling around I'm making a scene What am I trying to do It's the same old line You better recognize I'm leaving you Recognize I'm living The same old life You better recognize I'm leaving you Recognize I'm living The same old lie The same old time The same old lie The same old lie Recognize I'm telling you Recognize I'm telling the truth Recognize I'm telling you Recognize I'm telling the truth It's the same old line You better recognize I'm leaving you Recognize I'm living The same old life You better recognize I'm leaving you Recognize I'm living the truth |