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There were always questions |
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About where you been |
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With whom you went |
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'cause I didn't know |
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I was only guessing |
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About what I'd seen |
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And I didn't mean no harm |
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But you were willing and were able |
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Though I never heard so I can't be sure |
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There was too much on table |
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Stopping to eat |
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I took my seat for too long |
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There's not a thing worth remembering |
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When tomorrow can bring someone new |
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Get used to the thought |
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You can't be what you're not |
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Life has already got plans for you |
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Admit I'd just assume |
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That you'd come around |
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And find what you found |
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I tried not to be rude |
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You know how I am |
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Well I tend to bitch and moan |
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There's a loan out on opinions |
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And who would collect? |
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Results reflect too bright to see |
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It would be nice if you could give them |
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You got some to spare |
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It's always nice to share |
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There's not a thing worth remembering |
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When tomorrow can bring someone new |
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Get used to the thought |
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You can't be what you're not |
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Life has already got plans for you |
