Things They Do

	  		


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Two little girls, hand in hand 
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Wait in the winter rain 
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They said their good-byes and they opened their eyes 
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And they stared down a westbound train 
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I read in my paper they were feeling so bad 
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About this and the other thing 
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But all I could think of were the parents back home 
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Waiting on the phone to ring 
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Why do they do the things they do? 
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Why do they do the things they do? 


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Billy said, "Take them, I won't need them anymore" 
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And we laughed at what we thought was a joke 
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He went down Monday morning to the hardware store 
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And they found him at the end of his rope 
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For a long while after I was walking around 
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With a terrible case of the blues 
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I couldn't hear laughter, I could just hear the sound 
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Of my feet in that dead man's shoes 
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Why do they do the things they do?  
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Why do they do the things they do? 


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They leave in the morning, leaving no warning 
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Sometimes they spell it all out 
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They leave in the evening, no one believing 
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That this could have come about 
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They dwell on the sadness, anticipating 
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The dream of a dreamless night 
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They live with the darkness, and for all their waiting 
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They never see the morning light 
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Why do they do the things they do? 
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Why do they do the things they do? 
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Why do they do the things they do? 
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Why do they do the things they do? 
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Why do they do the things they do?