| Lying in a bathtub, lying down low
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| Lying in a bathtub, lying all alone
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| Lying in a bathtub, holding to the sides
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| Frozen in the steam and everything to hide
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| Deep in the bathtub, make it good and hot
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| Make it hot enough to wash everything off
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| Yes, I’m lying in a bathtub, lying down low
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| Lying in a bathtub, lying all alone
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| Lying in a bathtub, lying to myself about me and you
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| And everybody else
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| Lying in a bathtub, lying down low
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| Lying in a bathtub, lying all alone
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| Yes, I’m lying in a bathtub, looking through a cloud
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| And watching my lucky stars go out
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| Lying in a bathtub, curled up my toes
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| Trying to remember how that song goes
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| The one about the bathtub, the one about the cloud
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| And watching my lucky stars go out
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| Watching my lucky stars go out
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| Yes, I’m lying in a bathtub, looking through a cloud
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| And watching my lucky stars go out
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| Lying in a bathtub, lying down low
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| Lying in a bathtub, lying all alone
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| I’m lying in a bathtub, lying to myself about me and you
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| And everybody else
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| Still here, I’m lying in a bathtub, looking through a cloud
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| And watching my lucky stars go out |