Ex-Con

Whenever I get dressed up
 I feel like an ex-con
 Trying to make good
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 Whenever I get dressed up
 I feel like an ex-con
 Trying to make good
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 Jean jacket and tie
 Feel like such a lie
 Then I go to your house
 I feel like I'm
 Casing the joint
 In the grocery store
 In line behind a mother and a child
 I'm going to take that child
 I'm going to take that child
 I'm going to take that child
 See because alone in my room
 I feel like such a part of the community
 But out on the streets
 I feel like a robot by the river
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 Alone in my room
 I feel such a warmth for the community
 But out on the streets
 Out on the streets
 I feel like a robot by the river
 Looking for a drink