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Dear Chicago, you'll never guess |
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You know the girl, you said |
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I'd meet someday? |
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Well, I got something to confess |
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She picked me up on Friday |
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Asked me if she reminded me of you? |
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I just laughed and lit a cigarette |
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Said, "That's impossible to do" |
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Life's gotten simple since |
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And it fluctuates so much |
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Happy and sad and back again |
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I'm not crying now too much |
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I think about you all the time |
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It's strange and hard to deal |
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I think about you lying there |
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And those blanket's lie so still |
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Nothing breathes here in the cold |
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Nothing moves or even smiles |
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I've been thinking some of suicide |
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But there's bars out here for miles |
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Sorry about the every kiss |
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Every kiss you wasted bad |
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I think the thing you said was true |
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I'm gonna die alone and sad |
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The wind's feelin' real these days |
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Yeah, and baby it hurts me some |
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Never thought I'd feel so blue |
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New York City, you're almost gone |
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I think that I've fallen out of love |
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I think I've fallen out of love |
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I think I've fallen out of love, with you |
