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(supprime les barrés)

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[Chorus]
Boredom hangin' by myself in a bleak motel
Overnight in a small town
Boredom my mind's countin' time trucks go rollin' by
Past the pumps and highway sign  
[Verse 1]
Never was a place that felt less like home
Never would a come here if I'd only known
That it's a one-channel town and I'm all alone
I can't just sit 'n' watch my telephone
Cause no one knows my number and it can't be found
And there's no good people just kickin' around
So here we are together machines and me
I feel about as local as a fish in a tree
[Chorus]
And this Boredom my mind's countin' time trucks go rollin' by
Past the pumps and highway sign  
[Verse 2]
And in this town all the other sounds have ceased
And the Late Late Show died long ago
With a few words from a priest
[Instrumental]
[Chorus]
Boredom hangin' by myself in a bleak motel
Overnight in a small town