I set my hand to writing you
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It drifted off the page
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I sold my one vision for a piece of the cake
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I haven't ate in days
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For unspoken value, aesthetic and charm
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I'd smile at you sideways
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But the lighting is wrong, I'm taking a picture and counting the cost
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While the bells in my ears keep ringing
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I set my hand to writing you
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It drifted of the page
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I nearly fell, I feel like a lowlife in hell
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And I haven't slept in days and days, days and days
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Beat on my Fender through my Gemini 2
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Play to the posters on the wall of my room
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Thought I was crazy when I'd think about you
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And the bells in my ears keep ringing
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And the bells in my ears keep ringing
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In my ear bells are ringing
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Fan Mail
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| Blondie |
