| Yes I know who you remind me of
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| A girl I think I used to know
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| Yes I’d see her when the day got colder
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| On those days when it felt like snow
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| You know I even think that she stared like you
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| She used to just stand there and stare
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| And roll her eyes right up to heaven
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| And make like I just wasn’t there
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| And she used to fall down a lot
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| That girl was always falling
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| Again and again
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| And I used to sometimes try to catch her
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| But I never even caught her name
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| And sometimes we would spend the night
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| Just rolling about on a floor
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| And I remember
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| Even though it felt soft at the time
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| I always used to wake up sore
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| You know I even think that she smiled like you
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| She used to just stand there and smile
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| And her eyes would go all sort of far away
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| And stay like that for quite a while
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| And I remember she used to fall down a lot
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| That girl was always falling
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| Again and again
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| And I used to sometimes try to catch her
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| But I never even caught her name
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| Yes I sometimes even tried to catch her
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| But I never even caught her name |