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Unsealed on a porch a letter sat. |
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Then you said, "I wanna leave it again." |
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Once I saw her on a beach of weathered sand. |
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And on the sand I wanna leave it again. Yeah. |
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On a weekend I wanna wish it all away, yeah. |
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And they called and I said that "I want what I said" and then I call out again. |
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And the reason oughta' leave her calm, I know. |
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I said "I know what I was the boxer or the bag." |
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Ah yeah, can you see them out on the porch? Yeah, but they don't wave. |
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I see them round the front way. Yeah. |
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And I know, and I know I don't want to stay. |
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Make me cry... |
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I see... Oh I don't know why there's something else. |
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I wanna drum it all away... |
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Oh, I said, "I don't, I don't know whether I was the boxer or the bag." |
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Ah yeah, can you see them out on the porch? Yeah, but they don't wave. |
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But I see them round the front way. Yeah. |
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And I know, and I know. I don't wanna stay at all. |
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I don't wanna stay. Yeah. |
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I don't wanna stay. |
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I don't... Don't wanna, oh... Yeah. Ooh... Ohh... |
