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Tuesday, August 26, 2008
You and me.
He sings
wouldn't it be nice if we were older?
One day, it wouldn't be
them
anymore, okay, baby?
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Bring back my darling to me.
The sound of our voices.
I am supposed to be good with dates.
You're a loved one. Didn't know?
Sorry, kids.
You and me.
Say the right things.
The little scar on my right hand.
'Cause it's you and me.
Even my tongue's green.
I'm staring out into the night.
Remind me, will you?
You're a part-time lover, and a full-time friend.
Already over.
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