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My favorite song, don't know how it goes |
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It's temperamental like the static coming over the radio |
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When I signal to her satellite, nobody is home |
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And oh, she's never in danger and never met a stranger |
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Heaven and earth, body and soul |
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Tell me that you miss me now that |
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I'm goneLike a book in a fireplace, too hot to read |
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All hot and on fire, let's go to sleep |
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By the way, |
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I'm free tonight |
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If you wanna go out and see a movie or something |
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You're my favorite |
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My favorite songs go by, people stare |
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You know they need a lot of oxygen and like to wash their hair |
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And I can build a telephone out of tin cans |
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So we can have some conversations across the string nobody understands |
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Say what?Heaven and earth, body and soul |
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Tell me that you miss me now that |
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I'm goneCrosses in a field, strange men with huge hats |
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Two guitars and one violin |
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In rented black suits with the wrong size on |
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They try to play it, but they get it all wrong |
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Three different keys at once, that's my favorite |
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That's my favorite song |
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Hey, I'm free tonight |
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If you wanna go out and see a movie |
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And don't call me pal |
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OK, byeYou're my favorite |
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You're my favorite |
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You're my favorite |
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So don't give up |
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Don't give up |