| I wanted her, I wanted her
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| But she doesn’t like the life that I lead
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| She doesn’t like the life that I lead
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| Doesn’t like sand stuck on her feet
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| Or sittin' around smokin' weed
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| I must seem more like a friend in need
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| And I boast that it is meant to be
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| But, in all honesty, I don’t have a hope in hell
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| I’m happy just to watch her move
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| And in all honesty, I don’t have a hope in hell
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| I’m happy just to watch her move
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| And she doesn’t like the friends that I make
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| Doesn’t make friends for friendship’s sake
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| She just gets bored sitting by the lake
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| Her soul won’t surface and her heart won’t ache
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| And I boast that it is meant to be
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| But, in all honesty, I don’t have a hope in hell
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| I’m happy just to watch her move
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| And I thought they could cure his disease
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| But, in all honesty, he didn’t have a hope in hell
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| Now we’ll never see him move |