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Rita

The radio's on, the song they play
Can't make no sense of what they say
I couldn't tell you if I knew

Don't understand most things I see
In the blue light of the TV
I couldn't tell you what to do

Rita, it all just seems too much
And sometimes maybe not enough
My head is so, so filled up

And Rita, I guess I think too much
Or maybe sometimes not enough
My head is always so filled up

I hold the phone close to my ear
Can't recognize the voice I hear
Couldn't remember what they said

The newspaper stacks up on the step
I can't believe how long I slept
Now why should I get out of bed

Rita, it all just seems too much
And sometimes maybe not enough
My head is so, so filled up

And Rita, I guess I think too much
Or maybe sometimes not enough
My head is always so filled up

There was a thing floating way up there
Was it a wish or another prayer
It was just stuck, stuck up in the air


Mirror lyrics:

It was just stuck, stuck up in the air
Was it a wish or another prayer
There was a thing floating way up there

My head is always so filled up
Or maybe sometimes not enough
And Rita, I guess I think too much

My head is so, so filled up
And sometimes maybe not enough
Rita, it all just seems too much

Now why should I get out of bed
I can't believe how long I slept
The newspaper stacks up on the step

Couldn't remember what they said
Can't recognize the voice I hear
I hold the phone close to my ear

My head is always so filled up
Or maybe sometimes not enough
And Rita, I guess I think too much

My head is so, so filled up
And sometimes maybe not enough
Rita, it all just seems too much

I couldn't tell you what to do
In the blue light of the TV
Don't understand most things I see

I couldn't tell you if I knew
Can't make no sense of what they say
The radio's on, the song they play


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