Althea

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[First Part]

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I told Althea I was feeling 
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lost, lacking in some direction
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Althea told me upon scrutiny 
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that my back might need protection

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I told Althea that treachery was 
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tearing me limb from limb
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Althea told me better cool down 
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boy, settle back, easy Jim

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[Second Part]

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You may be Saturday's child, all 
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alone
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Moving with a tinge of grace
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You may be a clown in the burying 
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ground
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Or just another pretty face

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You may be the fate of Ophelia, 
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sleeping and perchance to dream
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Honest to the point of 
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recklessness, self-centered in the 
extreme

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[Third Part]

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Ain't nobody messing with you, but 
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you
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Your friends are getting most 
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concerned
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Loose with the truth, baby it's 
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your fire, but baby don't get burned

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When the smoke has cleared, she 
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said, that's what she said to me
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Gonna want a bed to lay your head 
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and a little sympathy

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[Bridge]

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There are things you can replace, 
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and others you cannot
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The time has come to weigh those 
things
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This space is getting hot, you 
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know this space is getting hot

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[Fourth Part]

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I told Althea I'm a roving son, 
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and I was born to be a bachelor
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Althea told me, okay, that's 
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fine, so now I'm trying to catch her

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Can't talk to you without talking to
 me
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We're guilty of the same old thing
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Been thinking a lot about less and 
less
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And forgetting the love we bring

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