| I’m halfway home, at the pub on the corner of the street
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| I see kids from school, but I stare down at my feet
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| Sports on TV
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| They scream for victory
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| A few blocks down, there’s Dawn, she’s got spinach on her teeth
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| In between the front ones, just a little bitty leaf
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| And I try to speak, but Dawn makes me nervous
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| And I get overexcited
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| Can’t do a damn thing about it
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| My God we’re shoulder to shoulder
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| Nice guy looking for a future lover
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| The pet shop’s closed, too bad, cause animals like me back
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| We had a dog once, we all just called her Kat
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| Was mum’s idea
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| She’s got great sense of humor
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| Later tonight, some soup, then I’ll probably send a text
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| «Hey Dawn it’s Jim, would you like to have some sex?
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| And if that’s too weird, maybe just a hot chocolate»
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| I get so overexcited
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| Can’t do a damn thing about it
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| My God we’re shoulder to shoulder
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| Nice guy looking for a future lover
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| Future lover, future lover
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| Future lover
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| Future lover
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| Future lover
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| Hey, hey, hey
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| Future lover
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| Future lover
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| Future lover
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| I get so overexcited
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| Can’t do a damn thing about it
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| My God we’re shoulder to shoulder
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| Nice guy looking for a future lover
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| ‘Cause I’m bored, bored, bored
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| Everyone knows it’s hard living with mother
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| If you can even call this living
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| Here’s the ride cymbal
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| Nothing makes a man feel more alive
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| Than when they’re the tanging the hump of the ride
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| Tang the hump
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| Everyone knows it’s humpin' living on ride cymbals
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| If you can even call that drumming |