.Oh the weeds of my head, I'm combing them down.
The shiny brown shoes, arriving again, I guess, arriving again, I guess.
And she's a regular broad alone in her room.
You're right, I'm there too, arriving again, I guess, arriving again, I guess.
Oh.
It's easy to see.
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