| I work 'til my kitchen is spotless
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| In hopes that my mind will be thoughtless
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| I put everything in it’s rightful place, it’s true
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| My apartment’s very clean without you
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| Got an extra key to my door now
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| Your underwear’s not on my floor now
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| No more Hendrick’s or beer or cigarette butts, it’s true
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| My apartment’s very clean without you
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| There are children starving in Africa
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| Genocide in Darfur
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| But the thing that really makes me sad
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| Is your toothbrush is not in my drawer
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| Yes, it’s true
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| My apartment’s very clean without you
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| You
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| I sweep away the mess with my mop and broom
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| No sound of sports from the other room
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| I found «The Last Boy Scout» and threw it away, it’s true
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| My apartment’s very clean without you
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| I can stay up all hours and write now
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| No snoring keeping me up at night now
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| No alarm to wake me at 6 AM, it’s true
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| But my new bed feels too big without you
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| The economy’s crumbling around us
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| And the whole world’s getting too hot
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| But the thing that really makes me sad
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| Is the pair of socks you forgot
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| Yes, it’s true
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| My apartment’s way too clean without you
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| My couch is just a couch
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| My room is just a room
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| My home is just a house
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| Without you |