| Today is the first day of the rest of your life
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| And I, I’m wishing I was there
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| But you’re probably thinking
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| You know I bet you don’t even know what day it is
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| And yeah that’s something I deserve
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| Because for the last year or so
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| I haven’t said a word
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| And when you made your plea
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| I looked the other way
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| But I tell you it was bullshit
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| And I’m wishing that you knew
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| That you’re my only everything
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| And I swear to you that it’s true
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| And I wish that I was there
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| Today is your ultra-mega, super-special day
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| And yeah I’m wishing I was there
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| But you’re probably thinking
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| You know you’d better not miss the last train to Loserville
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| And yeah, you know that’s something I deserve
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| Because for the last year or so
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| I haven’t said a word
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| And when you made your plea
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| I looked the other way
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| But I tell you it was bullshit
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| And I’m wishing that you knew
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| That you’re my only everything
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| And I swear to you that it’s true
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| And I wish that I was there |