.When I saw her sing, I latched onto her talent
Like a love-lorn leach and hoped that she would notice me
With my three chords, and day job at the music store
And smoke-soaked brain, a hobo on a speeding train
I walk down, find your flyer on the ground
A voice in need, I'd love to .
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