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Just Look at Me
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Well, she herself might never come back
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But she's with me here because
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A heart that's once known love
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Is never the way it was.
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Well, she herself might never come back
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But she's with me all my days.
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Her certain way of talkin', her certain silent ways.
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And that night we first held hands, you still can see
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Oh, she herself might never come back
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But you can just look at me.
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And you'll see her smile and her laugh, her smile and her laugh
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You still can see
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In me.
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Well, she herself might never come back
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But I don't feel cold.
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Our love was rock and roll,
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And it's burnin' upon my soul.
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And that night by the bridge when we walked there, you still can see
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Though she herself might never come home
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Just look at me.
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And you'll see her smile and you'll see her laugh, you'll see her smile and laugh
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You still can see
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If you look at me.
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Well, she herself might never come back,
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But she's with me all my days.
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Her certain way of talkin', her certain silent ways.
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And that night we first held hands, you still can see
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She herself might never come
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But just look at me.
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Just Look at Me
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| Jonathan Richman |
