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• Текст, перевод и аккорды “911”

• Theres a riot in the kitchen and the beds on fire Theres a locket in my pocket that I cant find Oh Im at the window whistling in the wind Im at my own front door and I cant get in Im dialing up 911 Im on the brink of trouble again, If you could change the time, a little, Then everything would be Fine, fine, fine Tell me do you have a home-made remedy, The only time we talk is in our sleep Oh he likes mornings, I like the moon Its a typical case of too little, too soon Im dialing up 911 Im on the brink of trouble again, If you could change the time, a little, Then everything would be Fine, fine, fine ...my back is in the corner, My boat is taking on water, You cant wrap fire up in paper And you cant rap your way out of here Oh I like mornings, he likes the moon Its a typical case of too late, too soon Im dialing up 911...

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