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What’s the trouble Del Mar Station?
Are you tired of me hanging around?
I think I need a small vacation,
Some place where I can’t hear a sound.
Images keep repeating
Of her with another plan
She’s got everybody eating
Out from the palm of her sweet hand
Oh – what have you done?
Oh – what have you done?
Oh – what have you done, what have you done?
What you did, what you did, what you did
is something I can’t understand
Well I read about the good man
And I try to follow suit
He's got angels all around him
He don't smoke or cheat or shoot
Oh – what have you done?
Oh – what have you done?
Oh – what have you done, what have you done?
What you did, what you did, what you did
is something I can’t understand