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Got a box full of letters |
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Think you might like to read |
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Some things that you might like to see |
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But they're all addressed to me |
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Wish I had a lotta answers |
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'Cause that's the way it should be |
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For all these questions |
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Being directed at me |
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I just can't find the time |
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To write my mind the way I want it to read |
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You'll come back again |
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And I'll still be your friend |
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I got a lot of your records |
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In a separate stack |
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Some things that I might like to hear |
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But I guess I'll give 'em back |
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I wish I had a lotta answers |
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'Cause that's the way it should be |
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All these questions |
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Being directed at me |
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Just can't find the time |
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To write my mind the way I want it to read |
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You'll come back again |
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And I'll still be your friend |
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I can't find the time |
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To write my mind the way I want it to read |
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Just can't find the time |
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To write my mind the way I want it to read |
