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can't get cleani got no good reasonbut here i amin the shower with soapy handssmell that air, it's like someone's herebut i can't see themmaybe i'm tired of lookingoctober 2006let's go to madisonbut spare me your storyi'm sorry, it's boringi'm staring and smilingbut nothing, don't mind mei've got a dozen new trickstoo bad i'm scared of themi wrote you a letterit got there last saturdaydespite being hopefulthat bus stopped running yearsanyway, the fare's been wastedon food while you were waitingstop home and have a drinknow seems we have time to talk it outwe are going nowherei'm going nowhere (x4) Aus Songtexte Mania