We Can't All Be From Long Island Songtext

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We Can't All Be From Long Island Songtext
January, you had barely met me
I got cold and wanted to sleep
But yeah, you talked me out, you laid me out
Before they burned the world's playground

Well, that's how it goes;
The new and the old
It must feel good, to have some control, yeah

But when the ball falls,
Are you gonna be with those you love?
And when the clouds come down,
Are you finally gonna see just what's above?
If I were you, oh my son, I wouldn't worry much
The time will come, the time will come, for us

And in my mind, she sits on her windowsill
Planning out for her next kill
Thought I'd found my place for once
Hiding out from the scorching sun

Yeah, you wish that your time was spent
With someone else, to get your kicks
Well sorry, I just couldn't be a stronger guy,
A better me, yeah

But when the ball falls,
Are you gonna be with those you love?
And when the clouds come down,
Are you finally gonna see just what's above?
If I were you, oh my son, I wouldn't worry much
The time has come, the time has come, for us

But when the lights are off and the curtain falls,
I'll be left with looming doubts
And an ever-increasing debt
But I can't find my friends tonight,
So just leave me alone, alone
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