| I should be driving to Milwaukee
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| But my keys can’t find you
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| Singing «Lean On Me» in the back of a taxi-cab
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| Totally helpless and completely unprepared for this
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| We’ll stick it to a city we can call home eventually
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| I know I seem upset but the mailman can wait
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| We’ve held a date, stuffing dollars in a piggy bank
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| A tape-decked preview of about 6 months from now
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| To a Logan Square apartment near Peggy’s house
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| Well, talk about culture shock
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| I’ve saved up the chords to share
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| With brothers and sisters from different mothers
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| In your living room
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| So, thanks for this metronome
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| To keep the beat steady in your timezone
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| And keep a record of the songs I haven’t thought of yet
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| I know I seem upset but the mailman can wait
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| We’ve held a date, stuffing dollars in a piggy bank
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| A tapedecked preview of about 6 months from now
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| To a Logan Square apartment near Peggy’s house
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| But until then i’ll just keep myself busy
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| Singing with my eyes closed
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| I’m busy, singing with my eyes closed
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| I’ve been busy, singing with my eyes closed |