| Good morning Joan
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| Now pick up your phone
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| It was bad but just a dream
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| And you are remembered
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| Put on something pretty
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| Go back to the city
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| In town the sky’s just space
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| No starlight in your face
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| Now forget about Mary
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| She says everything’s scary
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| She got locked inside her skin
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| Get near her, she’ll drag you in
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| I’d call on you if I could
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| If you were less like me I would
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| Listen to Eve
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| She’s got stuff up her sleeve
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| To her there’s no excuse
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| You’ve gotta use before you get used
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| Or talk to Louise
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| She knows all about freezing
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| She got lost in early May
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| And now it’s December
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| I’d call on you if I could
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| If you were less like me I would
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| Save you from this if I could
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| If you were less like me I really would
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| (Save you from this)
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| Spare us all this shit
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| But you’re all just like me so I quit!
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| My name is yours
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| Can I sleep on your floor
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| See, my heroes changed their minds
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| But I do remember
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| If I were less like you
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| And you were less like me
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| I’d call on you if I could
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| If I were less like you
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| (If I were less like you)
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| And you were less like me
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| (And you were less like me)
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| Save us from this, yes I would |