| I don’t want much, I’m happy with what I’ve got
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| On the second floor, I pass a ruffian on the stairs
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| What the driver saw, through the letter box of number four
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| I don’t have much, it will be deafening when I do
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| And all these little shocks, I’ll be riding my imaginary dynamo
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| I wish I could give you undivided attention
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| Every minute of the day but I can’t
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| I wish I could give you undivided attention
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| Every minute of the day but I can’t
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| Bless my heart, and everything will be explained
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| In the diaries, especially the latter part
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| I’ll be a somebody, I found an empty glass today at home
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| Give me ability, to knock the pen away from his hand
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| I wish I could have you just a little bit more
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| Just a little bit more of your time
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| I wish I could give you undivided attention
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| Every minute of the day but I can’t |