Cifras
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?

           C                       F               G                   C 
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?