Boredom

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The Lovin’ Spoonful - Rock, Country

Boredom

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[Verse 1] Boredom, hangin' by myself In a bleak motel Overnight in a small town [Verse 2] Boredom, my mind's countin' time Trucks go rollin' by Pass the pumps and highway signs [Bridge] Never was a place that felt less like home Never would've come here if I'd only known That it's a one-channel town, and I'm all alone I can't just sit and 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 [Verse 3] And it's boredom, my mind's countin' time Trucks go rollin' by Pass the pumps and highway signs [Bridge] 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 Break] [Verse 1] Boredom, hangin' by myself In a bleak motel Overnight in a small town

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Writers
  • John Sebastian