| {Oh my God! |
| What a fabulous room! |
| Are all these your guitars?
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| I’m sorry sir, I didn’t mean to startle you!
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| God, this place is bigger than our apartment
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| Let me know when you’re entering a room
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| Yes sir!}
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| {Uh, can I get a drink of water?
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| I was wondering about
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| You want some, huh?
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| Yes}
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| {Oh wow, look at this tub? |
| Do you wanna take bath?
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| I’ll have to find out from Mrs. Bancroft what time
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| She wants to meet us, for her main
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| What you watching?}
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| {If you’ll just let me know as soon as you can Mrs Bancroft
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| Mrs Bancroft
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| Hello?
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| I don’t understand
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| Are you feeling okay?}
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| Day after day, love turns gray, like the skin of a dying man
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| And night after night, we pretend it’s all right
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| But I have grown older and you have grown colder
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| And nothing is very much fun any more
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| And I can feel one of my turns coming on
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| I feel cold as a razor blade
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| Tight as a tourniquet
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| Dry as a funeral drum
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| Run to the bedroom in the suitcase on the left
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| You’ll find my favorite axe
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| Don’t look so frightened
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| This is just a passing phase, one of my bad days
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| Would you like to watch TV or get between the sheets
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| Or contemplate the silent freeway?
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| Would you like something to eat? |
| Would you like to learn to fly?
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| Would ya? |
| Would you like to see me try?
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| Aah! |
| No
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| Would you like to call the cops?
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| Do you think it’s time I stopped? |
| Why are you running away? |