| Saw Johnny tonight, but we didn’t say hello to eachother
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| Were all moving pretty fast these days
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| bumping around like bumper cars
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| Slippery kelp in the tide
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| It’s awful hard to hang on to eachother
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| Flying around hot H2O molecules
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| Balls that come in contact often alter their direction
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| High pressure days, high pressure
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| high pressure days, high pressure!
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| Our paths still cross in these high pressure days,
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| Acrowd pattern will emerge
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| Exchange phone numbers, wither away
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| High pressure days, finding that our motions
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| High pressure nights, fit into a pattern |