| From Me, Myself and Irene soundtrack
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| I’m not one to look behind
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| I know that times must change
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| But over there in Barrytown
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| They do things very strange
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| And though you’re not my enemy
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| I like things like they used to be
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| And though you’d like some company
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| I’m standing by myself
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| Go play with someone else
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| I can see by what you carry
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| That you come from Barrytown
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| Don’t believe I’m taken in
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| By stories I have heard
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| I just read the Daily News
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| And swear by every word
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| And don’t think that I’m out of line
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| For speaking out for what is mine
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| I’d like to see you do just fine
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| But look at what you wear
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| And the way you cut your hair
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| I can see by what you carry
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| That you come from Barrytown
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| In the beginning we recall
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| That the work was hurled
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| Barrytown people got to be
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| From another world
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| Leave me or I’ll be just like
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| The others you will meet
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| They won’t act as kindly if
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| They see you on the street
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| And don’t you scream or make a shout
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| There’s nothing you can do about it
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| It was there where you came out
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| It’s a special lack of grace
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| I can see it in your face
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| I can see by what you carry
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| That you come from Barrytown |