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I was waiting for you, |
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holding all the globes in my hand. |
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With a stack of papers |
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held together by a rubber band. |
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This lecture's boring, |
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too much talking about one man. |
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Not a single moment |
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tucked inside your lesson plan. |
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I regret to inform you, |
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we won't need ya here no more. |
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This building's crowded |
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and here my friend is the exit door. |
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With the map turned sideways, |
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you can get lost any way you go. |
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These are directions. |
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They must be clear if you want to know. |
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I was waiting for you, |
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holding all the globes in my hand. |
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With a stack of papers |
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held together by a rubber band. |