| Most of the snow’s melted it’s just lumps of ice
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| & plastic bags strewn in the yard
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| I’d go & get us a bottle of wine
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| But I’m pretty sure that they card
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| Lansing is ugly it smells like a bus
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| But it’s better than where we came from
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| & you’re the only girl I can talk to
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| You’re the only other girl from back home
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| You got a job & you got me one too
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| & we hated our jobs pretty bad
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| But there was this one boy we both thought was cute
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| This Hessian dishwasher named Chad
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| & I took him home knowing you liked him first
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| & you cussed me out on the phone
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| Now you won’t even talk to me
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| & you’re the only other girl from back home
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| I ran into Case-Man an hour ago
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| He was just passing through town
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| He said this junior took gasoline cans
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| & she burned our old high school down
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| & I ran out to find you I looked everywhere
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| Though you said to leave you alone
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| But you’re the only person that I thought should know
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| You’re the only other girl from back home
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| You’re the one single person I wanted to tell
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| We’re the only two girls from back home |