| Do you have my blue toothbrush?
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| I left it near the bathroom sink
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| It’s been a couple months, I think
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| You tossed it, if I had to guess
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| I hope it never caused you stress
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| I know how you don’t like a mess
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| You rarely have the time each day
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| To deal with tooth or hard decay
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| Of someone who’s a million miles away
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| But still I thought that I could stay
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| I’ve been thinking about
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| Winter mornings, talking in your bed
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| Sleepy eyes, head raised
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| Blue head dreams, wating in my head
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| I take a shower and brush my teeth
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| Put my toothbrush down, where is easy to reach
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| I’ve been thinking about
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| Harlem sidewalks, New York morning winds
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| Capel talk, lips locked
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| Now a shore, wasn’t sure if I had to loose
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| Coffee, a kiss, and rains and brand
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| Prue half hour and sure be again
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| Have you seen my blue toothbrush?
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| I left it near the bathroom sink
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| It’s been a couple months, I think
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| Yeah, if you kept my blue toothbrush
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| I don’t mean to push or rush
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| You should have a real nice place
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| A toothbrush doesn’t take much space
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| Maybe you could keep it there
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| I should be back in May of next year
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| Can’t tell if it’s wrong or right
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| But you should know, that toothbrush keeps me up at night
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| If you don’t want my blue toothbrush
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| I’ll take it back on we next me
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| Just trying to help you keep things neat |