Very little knew he about love
In and out clubs broke veins I'd heard he's dead
His world is filled with sayings
Fender Rock & Roll
And four by twelves in his bed
Where do you go to
When you're high in+the morning
When you're passing the good+times by
Yes Where do you go+to
When you're high in+the morning
When you're passing the good+times by
Just work is your music
Music is the call he smiles and goes
Illusions are your masters
While you're being someone else's second coat
Where do you go to
When you're high in+the morning
When you're passing the good+times by
Yes Where do you go+to
When you're high in+the morning
When you're passing the good+times by
Your face is edged with appealing
You want the world to wrap you in its arms
But beneath you're ever concealing
There's an awful blues tearing you apart.
Where do you go to
When you're high in the+morning
When you're passing the good+times by
Yes Where do you go+to
When you're high in the+morning
When you're passing the good+times by

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