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Question-time that says I brought dishonor My head's bowed in shame, seems that I've blackened the family name My mother says that she can't stand the neighbors talking I've gotta pack my bags, leave this home, start walking I'm guilty I wish that I was sorry this time I wish that I could pay for my crime Can't help thinking about me Can't help thinking about me Can't help thinking about me Remember when we used to go to church on Sundays I lay awake at night, terrified of school on Mondays It's too late now I wish I was a child again I wish I felt secure again Can't help thinking about me Can't help thinking about me Can't help thinking about me As I pass a recreation ground Remember my friends, always been found But I can't Can't help thinking about me Can't help thinking about me Can't help thinking about me Now I leave them all in this never never land The station seems so cold the ticket's in my hand My girl calls my name "Hi, Dave" Drop in, see around, come back If you're this way again I'm on my own I've got a long way to go Hope I make it on my own Can't help thinking about me Can't help thinking about me Can't help thinking about me Can't help thinking about me I can't help thinking about me I can't help thinking about me I can't help thinking about me I can't help thinking about me Can't help thinking about me Can't help thinking about me Can't help thinking about me (can't help thinking about me) Can't help thinking about me (can't help thinking about me) Can't help thinking about me (can't help thinking about me) Can't help thinking about me (can't help thinking about me) I can't help thinking about me
Writer(s): David Bowie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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