I just don't fit in this place
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their thoughts cast me out of here
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their home has run out of space
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my mind's already out of here
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won't you come along dear?
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won't you come along?
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words that are spoke alone
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phrases you will never hear
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empty rooms and a telephone
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that i will never use,never fear
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I am all alone dear
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I am all alone
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My dogs come sit next to me
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a pack of dogs and cigarettes
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my only friends speak no words to me
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but they look at me
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and they don't forget
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that a boy's best friend is his mother
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or whatever has become his pet
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A Boy's Best Friend
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| White Stripes |
