Brendan Benson - Jetlag
Album: Lapalco
My so called friends
where are they now?
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I guess a love that bends isn't worth much anyhow.
They come and go. They talk their shit.
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But when I really need to know - all I get is spit in my eye
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The less I know the better, the faster I go - Jet setter!
I chase around the world but I never get the girl
But I don't let it bother me. I cut out any part of me
That's been bruised and refused and misused or confused
Some people wanna know all about my history
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But no-one seems to care that none of it's note-worthy
But I talked so much, as it were, that I made the local news
"The boy has got the magic touch, and he can't ever lose!"
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My present situation is no longer inspiration
My precious generation is killing their time
behind their backs - I'm slipping through the cracks!
And it doesn't really matter if you won't have any part of this,
my scheme I've devised, where my team is diguised,
and we seem like ordinary guys - but surprise!
I'm hardly phased anymore, by your classless ways
It takes more than that to amaze me these days
I'm so messed up. Never know what time it is.
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Jetlag's the price you pay to play showbiz, kid
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And I stayed up late the night before
I slept the whole way on the plane and now my neck is sore
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