She's coming over,
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We'll go out walking,
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Make a call on the way.
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She's in the phone booth now,
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I'm looking in.
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There comes a smile on her face.
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There's still some of the same stuff we got yesterday.
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There's still some of the same stuff we got yesterday,
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Yeah.
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I'm too much with myself,
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I wanna be someone else.
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I'm too much with myself,
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I wanna be someone else.
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I'm too much with myself,
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I wanna be someone else.
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So we take off out Fiona's door,
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Walk until it's light outside,
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Like before when we were on the phone.
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We have to laugh to look at each other.
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We have to laugh 'cause we're not alone.
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As the cars fly up King Street
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It's enough to startle us,
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It's enough to startle us
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I love my drug buddy.
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My drug, my drug buddy.
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I love my drug buddy.
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My drug, my drug buddy.
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My Drug Buddy
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| Anthony Green |
