| I folded all your shirts, those dusty curtains
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| Now they’re fresh and new
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| Your dance shoes and socks
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| In costume boxes piled up to the roof
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| Put fresh new double A batteries
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| In that old jam box you use
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| Just in case I get to see your face
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| Well our rent was paid a few months late
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| And they say we got to move
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| Found this pretty house a few miles out
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| But we didn’t get approved
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| So we got this little apartment
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| With a cute extra spare room
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| 'Cause one day you might need to stay the night
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| Make sure you’re drinking plenty water
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| I hope you’re getting plenty rest
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| Been following online, we’re fine
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| Just trying to do our best
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| But you’re looking just like your father
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| Oh, I wish that he could see
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| God must have thought the world of you
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| To give you to little old me
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| Please give Shay a call, he’s getting tall
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| Go to all his football games
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| Got a picture framed of you on stage
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| At your very first ballet
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| And I know that you won’t answer
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| But I’ll call you twice a day
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| Just in case today might be the day
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| I get to see your face |