Can’t Help Thinking About Me (Live at the Kit Kat Klub, New York, 19th November, 1999)

Question time dad says
I brought dishonour
My head's bowed in shame
It seems that I've blackened the family name

My mama says
She can't stand the neighbours talking
I gotta pack my bags
Leave this home, start walking
Yeah

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
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Can't help thinking about me

Remember when
We used to go to church on Sundays
I would lie 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
But I can't help thinking about me

Can't help thinking about mе
Can't help thinking about me
(ooh yeah)

As I pass a rеcreation ground
I remember my friends
Always been found
But I can't

Can't help thinking about me
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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
She says, "Hi Dave
Come back, drop in
See you around
If you're this way again"

I'm on my own
I've got a long way to go
I hope I make it on my own

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