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I was born with a ragin' thirst,

A hunger to be free,

But I've learned through the years.

Don't encourage me.

'Cause I'm a lonely stranger here,

Well beyond my day.

And I don't know what's goin' on,

So I'll be on my way.

When I walk, stay behind;

Don't get close to me,

'Cause it's sure to end in tears,

So just let me be.