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Crowded lyrics
I'm that, a broken down car in a 8 a.m. traffic
Bumper to bumper, nobody laughin'
Dead cell phone, somebody throw me a bone
Is it just me, am I all alone, now?
I'm the waitress in L.A. way past her prime
Shoulder to shoulder, half a mile line
Hey sugar, can I get some
For my coffee, am I the only one?
Who's crowded, surrounded
Here you go again, you're closin' in
You keep comin', I keep runnin'
Everywhere I turn I'm knockin' into somethin'
So I moved out to the country
But the city keeps movin' in, yeah, I'm crowded
I'm a subway station under New York streets
Full of business types, drunks and thieves
Don't tell me your story, I ain't got the time
Just pay your fare and fight your way inside
â€~Cause I'm crowded, surrounded
Here you go again, you're closin' in
You keep comin', I keep runnin'
Everywhere I turn I keep knockin' into somethin'
So I moved out to the country
But the city keeps movin' in, yeah, I'm crowded
Man, if I could get away just for a single day
My hand to God, anywhere on earth I'm not
Crowded, surrounded
Here you go again, you're closin' in
You keep comin', I keep runnin'
Everywhere I turn I'm knockin' into somethin'
So I moved out to the country
But the city keeps movin' in, yeah, I'm crowded
Oh, I'm crowded
I'm that, a broken down car in a 8 a.m. traffic
Bumper to bumper, nobody's laughin', I'm crowded
I'm the waitress in L.A. way past her prime
Shoulder to shoulder half a mile line, I'm crowded
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