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AN ODE TO MAYBE
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(Jenkins, Cadogan)
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lead in night at the laundromat
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and I'm staring at you pulling clothes from a dryer
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and I'm wondering how I got here
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cause it seems some how I keep getting stuck the mire
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I needed this more than I knew
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and I let you down and I said I'm sorry
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but the light it falls on my castle walls
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and my basketballs pelt me with bricks in my dreams
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tonight, well maybe
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what you need I hope it finds you
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I might be, well maybe
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maybe some day you'll get it right
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if I could bottle my hopes in a store bought scent
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they'd be nutmeg peach and they'd pay the rent
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and I'd ride a horse, and I'd teach a course
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on how I got to be a star crossed pimp
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well you're a clever boy
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well you're a clever boy, maybe
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and no you never said goodnight
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tonight, well maybe
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what you need I hope it finds you
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I might be, well maybe
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well you're a clever boy
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gonna live forever boy
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maybe some day you'll get it right
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AN ODE TO MAYBE
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| Third Eye Blind |
