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Operator, well could you help me place this call |
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See, the number on the match book is old and faded |
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She's living in L.A |
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With my best old ex-friend Ray |
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A guy she said she knew well and sometimes hated |
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But isn't that the way they say it goes |
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Well let's forget all that |
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And give me the number if you can find it |
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So I can call just to tell 'em I'm fine, and to show |
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I've overcome the blow |
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I've learned to take it well |
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I only wish my words |
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Could just convince myself |
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That it just wasn't real |
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But that's not the way it feels |
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Operator, well could you help me place this call |
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'Cause I can't read the number that you just gave me |
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There's something in my eyes |
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You know it happens every time |
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I think about the love that I thought would save me |
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But isn't that the way they say it goes |
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Well let's forget all that |
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And give me the number if you can find it |
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So I can call just to tell 'em I'm fine, and to show |
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I've overcome the blow |
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I've learned to take it well |
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I only wish my words |
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Could just convince myself |
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That it just wasn't real |
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But that's not the way it feels |
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No, no, no, no |
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That's not the way it feels |
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Operator, well let's forget about this call |
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There's no one there I really wanted to talk to |
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Thank you for your time |
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Ah, you've been so much more then kind |
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You can keep the dime |
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But isn't that the way they say it goes |
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Well let's forget all that |
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And give me the number if you can find it |
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So I can call just to tell 'em I'm fine, and to show |
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I've overcome the blow |
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I've learned to take it well |
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I only wish my words |
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Could just convince myself |
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That it just wasn't real |
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But that's not the way it feels |