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I met her in the tuck shop line
When I was running out of time
To find out I was me
And keep my fingers clean
In hallways we swore ourselves forever
Only to ourselves and wagged among the trees
So I got not a jeeves
And then her parents, they had had enough
Enough to split us up
And she agreed
Her submission I did detest
I rid of house scum manifest
And thought of books and trees
You gotta know what you don't need
And then as the sun came up
I took her notes and boiled them up
And flushed them down the loo
I tried to flush her too
But I couldn't flush what lived inside of me
So I decided I'd just let her be
And she agreed
And now I'm old and I haven't done shit
But at least I'm free from all that
Yeah, it took a long time
But I finally got mine
And I see her out with some dumb guy
I guess her parents, they don't mind
And I refuse to pretend
That I don't hate all of them
Or the thought of her not thinking of me
Walking slowly backwards down her street
And she agrees
She agrees
Right, right on
She said, "Right, right on"
Yeah, right, right on
I won't leave the light on
Yeah, right



Авторы: Emily Barbara Littler Copyright: Native Tongue Music Publishing, Concord Anz/ultra Music (native Tongue), Concord Music Publishing Anz Pty Ltd



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