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I know what you're thinking |
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I can read your mind |
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In your thoughts it's obvious |
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You don't like me |
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From across a crowded room you can feel me staring |
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And you know that I can see how it is |
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There's so much pleasure to be had from mystery and secret plans |
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But you don't like me |
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'Cause I can read your mind |
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I can see the future |
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Like it's in the past |
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You will never be my friend |
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You don't like me |
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I know what you're thinking |
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I can read your mind |
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In your thoughts it's obvious |
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You don't like me |
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You like cigarettes, swimming laps, potato chips, Battleship, cats, and Court TV |
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You like shadow puppets, Woody Harrelson, reading in the bath, Nirvana, and baseball caps |
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You can hear me talking |
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Right up till I stop |
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When I do, I'm gone to you |
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But you are always there |
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I can hear the friendly words of advice that I'd be offered |
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If I had a friend to offer me advice |
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I'd be told to let it go and that I care too much |
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But this is not about me |
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And you don't want to know |
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I can see the future |
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Like it's in the past |
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You will never be my friend |
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You don't like me |
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You like Bollywood, snow machines, daguerreotypes, beauty contests, and cruise control |
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You like booster rockets, cutting with a fork, Terminator 2, the morning, and William Tell |