| Ellen and Ben
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| They met at someone’s house warming party
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| They didn’t like each other at first
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| I was still there
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| I heard them talking as they found their rain coats
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| They made a date expecting the worst
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| When Ellen got home
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| She made a snack
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| And went up on her rooftop
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| And didn’t think about Ben at all
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| She stayed up for hours
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| Just watching all the drunk folks find their taxis
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| 'Cause all in all it was a good night…
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| SoCo in bed
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| A sunny Sunday watching John McLaughlin
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| And having sex again and again
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| I had stopped by
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| 'Cause Ellen had my copy of 'Nebraska'
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| They never even put on their clothes
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| I hung for a while
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| But every time I tried to ask them something
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| They started making out all again
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| I thought it was rude
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| I couldn’t tell you why…
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| Ellen and Ben
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| They may as well run off to Havana
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| They simply disappeared for a year
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| They’d show up at shows
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| But less and less and saying «Hi» to no one
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| And why they even came was unclear
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| They got a new place
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| But neither of their names were in the phonebook
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| So no one really knew where they where
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| I thought it was cheap
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| But I couldn’t tell you why…
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| When I was ten
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| I had this book of modern fighter planes
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| With F-15s and MiGs
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| That and a bowl of Breyer’s mint chip was life at its apex
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| The chewing of pens
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| The Ocean City girls on the boardwalk singing
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| Ellen and Ben
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| I heard they broke up loudly at a wedding
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| And never saw each other again
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| It seems kinda weird
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| They made each other feel like they could die
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| But they couldn’t stay the slightest of friends
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| Well I’m doing fine
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| I’m staying busy hanging with my nephew
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| And trying to keep my eyes on the prize
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| You know how it goes
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| And so do I So call me when you can now
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| You know how I love a surprise… |