| You’ve got your mother and I got mine
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| Slept with yours at the very same time as I
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| Seeking comfort from the bodies we were once inside
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| True isolated mother and child
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| Where were you in '99?
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| First year of a four year debt of time?
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| You were sleeping through school
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| Not me, I did all my work just like I should
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| You watched it all on pay-per-view
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| Stationary cameras giving you a private view
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| What does it say about us
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| Our mothers, their TVs, and our looks?
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| What does it say about us
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| Our mothers, their TVs, and our looks?
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| What does it say about us
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| Our mothers, their TVs, and our looks?
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| What does it say about us
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| Our mothers, their TVs, and our looks?
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| Someone left my cake out in the rain
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| And I don’t think that I can take it
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| 'Cause it took so long to bake it
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| And I’ll never have that recipe again
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| Oh no!
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| Now you live somewhere no one wants to get old
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| On the seventh floor you look below to the park
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| Where you took me on that protest walk
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| There’s really something about MacArthur Park
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| Now you live somewhere no one wants to get old
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| On the seventh floor you look down to that park
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| There’s really something about MacArthur Park
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| Now you live somewhere no one wants to get old
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| On the seventh floor you look below to that park
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| Where you took me on that protest walk
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| There’s really something about MacArthur Park
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| Now you live somewhere no one wants to get old
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| On the seventh floor you look below to the park
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| Where you took me on that protest walk
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| Something about MacArthur Park |