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I walk home every day from a job
Saying the pay's not so good
To two rooms, it's not that much
Where I keep my stuff but I call it home

Caroline whispers every Monday morning...

"I wish that he'd come home
I wish that he'd come home
I wish that he'd come home
I wish that he'd come home"

Lunch break, Prestwick Street
Where people meet and life seems so good
They're alive with their 45's
When I dream I'm dreaming of you

Watching TV every Friday evening...

Just like we were home
Just like we were home
Just like you were home
Just like you were home

I'm alright if you're alright
'Cause I'm alright if you're alright

Caroline whispers every Monday morning...

"I wish that he'd come home
I wish that he'd come home
I wish that he'd come home
I wish that he'd come home"
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