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This circus is falling down on its knees, The big top is crumbling down, It's raining in Baltimore fifteen miles east, Where you should be, no one's around. I need a phone call, I need a raincoat, I need a big love, I need a phone call. These train conversations are passing me by, And I don't have nothing to say, You get what you pay for, But I just had no intention of living this way. I need a phone call, I need a plane ride, I need a sunburn, I need a raincoat. And I get no answers, And I don't get no change, It's raining in Baltimore, baby, But everything else is the same. There's things I remember, things I forget, I miss you, I guess that I should, Three thousand five hundred miles away, But what would you change if you could? I need a phone call, Maybe I should buy a new car, I can always hear a freight train, Baby if I listen real hard, And I wish, I wish it was a small world, 'Cause I'm lonely for the big towns, I'd like to hear a little guitar, I guess it's time to put the top down. I need a phone call, I need a raincoat, I really need a raincoat, I really, really need a raincoat, I really, really, really need a raincoat, I really need a raincoat.
Writer(s): Adam Frederic Duritz, Matthew Mark Malley, Charles Thomas Gillingham Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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