Текст песни WISHBONE ASH - Rollercoaster

Doctor, tell me, doctor,
You got to help me if you can.
I can't stay sober,
I'm such a weary man.
Just like an anesthetic
Her love sedates my head,
And, changing like the rhythm,
She winds me up instead.
On that rolling rollercoaster,
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That rollercoaster roll,
I'm on that rolling rollercoaster,
That rollercoaster roll.

Long distance on the telephone
She was crying out for me -
";Darling, come on home now,
That's where you ought to be.";
Five hundred miles and ten hours on
I rolled through my front door -

Ain't going to worry,
I ain't going to cry.
You know that I won't worry,

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