| And the letters that you wrote me, oh
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| Shows
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| I wish I was
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| I wish I was at home
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| I’m home
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| It was alone
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| I just couldn’t hear the phone
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| Quit making the foam
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| My eye muscle is bright
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| In the light
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| Of Dis
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| Franchise
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| Why don’t you leave it alone?
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| Why just can’t you quit that iPhone?
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| iPhone?
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| Why don’t you just quit iPhone?
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| Just quit your phone, iPhone!
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| Everywhere, oh
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| I don’t want to look in people’s home
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| I look at front
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| Look at back
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| Here I stand!
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| Why don’t you tell them 'bout styrofoam
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| Why don’t you tell 'bout iPhone
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| Just quit using your phone
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| Just quit i-iPhone app
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| Eye muscle is bright
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| The lights of dis-enfranchencide
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| Of dis-enfranchencide
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| Why don’t you leave it alone?
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| Shout about the back gate and styrofoam
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| Just leave it far alone!
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| Stop looking at iPhone!
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| Stop looking at iPad phone!
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| All right!
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| All right!
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| Don’t you see you missed out
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| Walking away
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| And shouting about
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| Your bets
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| Just can’t quit iPhone
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| Just don’t quit iPhone
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| Give it just conphone
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| Really just conphone
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| Pad, why?
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| Look at people’s home
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| And look at handstand
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| Don’t you see you give me sta-sa-za
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| Re-Mit
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| Just give iPhone
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| Why don’t you give them styrofoam?
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| Ooh, they all know about typewrite, and bomb
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| In God’s home
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| Just quit the WhyPhone
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| Just quit with phone
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| Gimme shoes, hey
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| Just quit walking the phone
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| Alone…
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| Every just keep licking foam, alone
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| WhaDooDipk!
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| My eye muscle is bright as I stare into the morn
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| And I see the citadel of media city shining bright |