.I left my shirt hanging on the door>
Got in my car, dropped my foot to the floor>
this time it was me, but whos keeping score?
Crying over spilt milk and the things that you adore
And I say hey there massachusetts, this time I am going south
the more I ask you to bet, the more.
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