| A friend I call sometimes
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| A friend I call Balbo
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| A friend I call truthful
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| But still just a friend
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| I followed her down
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| To the place we go sometimes
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| And waited to see how she’d end
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| Fell on the scene on her electron beam
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| Drew her scarves from her sides with incredible speed
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| I followed her down to that place we go sometimes
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| But sometimes it’s all that we need
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| And I hope you stand tall, get over it all
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| But Balbo your heart sits too close to the window
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| And I hope you get through, I’m counting on you
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| My Balbo your heart sits too close to the window
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| A friend I call sometimes
|
| A friend I call Balbo
|
| A friend I call truthful
|
| But still just a friend
|
| I followed her down
|
| To that place we go sometimes
|
| And waited to see how she’d end
|
| She fell on the scene on her electron beam
|
| Drew her scarves from her sides with incredible speed
|
| I followed her down to that place we go sometimes
|
| But sometimes it’s all that we need
|
| And I hope you stand tall, get over it all
|
| But Balbo your heart sits too close to the window
|
| And I hope you get through, I’m counting on you
|
| My Balbo your heart sits too close to the window
|
| Your heart sits too close to the window
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| Your heart sits too close to the window
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| Your heart sits too close to me
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| A friend I call sometimes
|
| A friend I call Balbo
|
| A friend I call truthful
|
| But still just a friend
|
| I followed her down
|
| To that place we go sometimes
|
| And waited to see how she’d end |