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Well, I′m walking down Virginia Avenue
And tryin' to find somebody to tell my troubles to
Harold′s club is closed and everyone's going home
What's a poor sailor to do?
I guess I′ll get back into my short
Make it back to the fort
Sleeping off the craziness that′s inside of my brain
Got to be some place that's better than this
This life I′m leading's driving me insane
And I′m dreaming
And I'm dreaming through the twilight
′Cause this town has got me down
I've seen all of the highlights, I've been walking around
I won′t make a fuss, I′ll take a Greyhound bus
Carry me away from here, now what have I got to lose?
I'm just a-walking down Columbus Avenue
Bars, they′re all closing 'cause it′s quarter to
Every time I go to, it's like a lock without a key
The blues I leave behind keep catching up on me
Catching up on me
They′re catching up on me
Catching up on me
Catching up on me
Catching up on me
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