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I can see you in the doorway I know you've been looking for me It's the same old interrogation And I've got to find a way out Got to get out of here I can hear you in the hallway You've got a belly full of beer It's the same old observation And I've got to find a way out Got to get out of here I can hear what you're saying But just keep on praying It doesn't matter to me I can hear your fancy talking No it doesn't matter to me I can see you in the driveway It looks like you've been out of control It's the same old violation And I've got to find a way out Got to get out of here I can hear what you're saying But just keep on praying It doesn't matter to me And I hear your fancy talking But just keep on walking I doesn't matter to me And you say your heart is breaking But your crap I'm sure not taking It doesn't matter to me And I know what you're doing And it's me you're sure not fooling It doesn't matter to me |