Today's lyric:
"You're the kind of person you meet at certain dismal, dull affairs
Centre of a crowd, talking much too loud, running up and down the stairs
Well, it seems to me that you have seen too much in too few years
And though you've tried you just can't hide - your eyes are edged with tears."
The Rolling Stones: "19th nervous breakdown"
From the album: "Forty Licks"
Drinking and Driving (but clearly not simultaneously)
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