| She loves me
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| She loves me not
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| She earned her grades and I finessed mine
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| But not so obvious, a C minus is just fine
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| She packed a lunch, fish and avocado
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| I payed one dollar for two Jack In The Box tacos
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| She planned for college, I schemed and plotted
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| If you need pills, or purses, belts or phones, I got ya
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| Her friends are pretty, my friends are goonies
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| But maybe it could all work out like in the movie
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| She like daisies, I’m like gloom
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| Without my rain she couldn’t bloom
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| She need me, I need her too
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| At least that’s what I tell myself to get me through
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| She like daisies
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| She like daisies
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| Her perfect birthday is dinner, spa-day
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| On my birthday, I hot-boxed in my partner’s driveway
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| All electric, brand-new car she pulled out
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| I can’t see through my windshield when it gets too cold out
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| Her mom’s a lawyer, her dad’s a pastor
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| When I grow up I think I’ll be some kind of rapper
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| See she’s more Bellevue I’m more Lake City
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| If you not from here, that means my house way too shitty
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| She like daisies, I’m like gloom
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| Without my rain she couldn’t bloom
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| She need me, I need her too
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| At least that’s what I tell myself to get me through
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| She like daisies
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| She like daisies |