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I've got to get out c. Graham Pratt 1986.
FI came up here two weeks ago, tChey said that you will die, Fyou lie in bed so weak and ill, Cthey say that you will die.
GI've got to get home where my friends are Ccos they know me and they can see from afar Gthat i'm crying inside and the tears that I hide COh i've got to get out yeah I've got to get out Foh Coh Ghoh ...
FI sat with you right through each night, Cbut you don't want my help FI could go home where my life is ok Ccos you don't want my help. FOh I've given you every ounce of my love Cbut you just make me cry, Fwhen you needed something I was there but Cstill you made me cry.
GI've got to get home where my friends are Ccos they know me and they can see from afar Gthat i'm crying inside and the tears that I hide COh i've got to get out yeah I've got to get out Foh Coh Ghoh ...
FYou look at me with your kranky eyes, Csee I'm as tired as hell Fthe nurses here seem to understand thCat i'm as tired as hell Foh I need compassion and I need some love or CI am going to die Feveryone takes then they give me a shove, I Cknow now I will die.
GI've got to get home where my friends are Ccos they know me and they can see from afar Gthat i'm crying inside and the tears that I hide COh i've got to get out yeah I've got to get out Foh Coh Ghoh ... Foh Coh Ghoh... ohCoh