He takes his time to serve the masses
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While both awkward and revealing
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We bitch and swerve around the obstacles
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That keep us from believing
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Forced myself to think about our future
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Couldn't help but ask the question
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Are we ever going to have this year again?
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Novelty is one thing
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He could never ask for in the morning
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Rejected by a sense of pride
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He ponders everybody's warning
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Bring it on lonely star and wait your turn
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This Year
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Flashlight Brown |