| Hit the road pal, hit it now, get gone
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| Till you realize just what it is that you’ve done wrong
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| Nobody knows quite what you’re still doing here
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| Take the hint kid, hit the depot, and disappear
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| I don’t mind, I’ve got nothing more to say
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| Out of time, I’ve got too much on my plate
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| I’ve just come from where I wasn’t wanted yesterday
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| And I just don’t really love you that way
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| If I want you coming back, I’ll call
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| But don’t hold your breath bud, I’m not moving at all
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| Still can’t quite figure how you had a hold on me
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| Here’s 200 dollars, if you go now it’s interest free
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| I don’t mind, I’ve got nothing more to say
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| Out of time, I’ve got too much on my plate
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| I’ve just come from where I wasn’t wanted yesterday
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| And I just don’t really love you that way
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| All that’s said though, I still can’t see
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| In my mind’s eye that way you once looked at me
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| And I’ve wondered where that love has gone
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| So beyond me, just jerk off and move along
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| I don’t mind, I’ve got nothing more to say
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| Out of time, I’ve got too much on my plate
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| I’ve just come from where I wasn’t wanted yesterday
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| And I just don’t really love you that way
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| And I just don’t really love you that way
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| And I just don’t really love you that way |