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If all your old posters of co-worker friends |
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Could know how it feels by now, |
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Would they act like they don't have a clue? |
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You steer with your shoulders and line your eyes with both of your arms |
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You send out for questions on notecards |
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When I say the answer's no, no, I don't remember the time collecting interest |
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And no, I don't remember anyone I haven't seen for years. |
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I don't remember being anywhere but here. |
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When you come to me with offers I'll easily refuse |
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Could never hold me to tryin' |
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But hey, don't you think it's the least you could do? |
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Maybe it's better that you are how you are |
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And it's something like you that has me falling apart |
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While I'm pressed into you in the back of your car |
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With your keys digging into your side. |
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Reminds you of the time collecting interest. |
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And no, I don't remember anyone I haven't seen for years. |
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I don't remember being anywhere but here. |
