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Pinball
Paul Weller
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And I burn out of pale ale and I feel like I'm in jail
And my music bores me once again
And I've been on the pinball and I no longer know it all
And they say that you never know when you're insane
I got fleas in the bedroom, I got flies in the bathroom
And the cat just finished off the bread
So, I walk all over Soho and I read about Monroe
And I wonder, "Was she really what they said?"
I got a call from a good friend to come on down for the weekend
I didn't know if I could spare the time
I knew a woman who was crazy about a boy who was lazy
But it didn't work out 'cause I just couldn't make it right
Hey Jude, you were alright, I could've grew with you all night
But you turned your back on the party game
Mama, if I keep my head clean, will I really have a good dream?
Or will I wake up in confusion just to stain?
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And I run out of pale ale
And I feel like I'm in jail
I got fleas in the bedroom (so I walk all over Soho)
I got flies in the bathroom (and I read about Monroe)
I got a call from a good friend (I knew a woman who was crazy)
To come on down for the weekend (about a boy who was lazy)
Hey Jude, you were alright (mama, if I keep my head clean)
I could've grew with you all night (will I really have a good dream?)
And I've been out of pale ale (and I feel like a pinball)
And I feel like I'm in jail (and I feel like a pinball)
And I feel like a pinball (and I feel like a pinball)
And I feel like a pinball (and I feel like a pinball)
And I feel like a pinball (and I feel like a pinball)
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