| Here comes a song about nothing
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| It’s not one about bad loving
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| Lately I’ve been searching for something
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| But everything’s on time
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| Nobody’s breaking our heart
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| Nobody’s tearing down walls
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| Everything to me seems perfectly fine
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| The record player, it’s uneven
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| But not enough to make me drive to town
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| In the morning, it’s been raining
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| But not enough to make me get my boots down
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| Here comes a song about nothing
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| It’s not one about bad loving
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| Lately I’ve been searching for something
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| But everything’s on time
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| Nobody’s breaking our heart
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| Nobody’s tearing down walls
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| Everything to me seems perfectly fine
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| Me and the back porch light are fading
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| This’ll only take a verse or two
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| I’m the only one serenaded
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| But I did what I said I’d do
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| Here comes a song about nothing
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| It’s not one about bad loving
|
| Lately I’ve been searching for something
|
| But everything’s on time
|
| Nobody’s breaking our heart
|
| Nobody’s tearing down walls
|
| Everything to me seems perfectly fine
|
| Here comes a song about nothing
|
| It’s not one about bad loving
|
| Lately I’ve been searching for something
|
| But everything’s on time
|
| Nobody’s breaking our heart
|
| Nobody’s tearing down walls
|
| Everything to me seems perfectly fine
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| Here comes a song about nothing |