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When she goes, she's gone.
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If she stays, she stays here.
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The girl does what she wants to do.
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She knows what she wants to do.
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And I know I'm fakin' it,
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I'm not really makin' it.
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I'm such a dubious soul,
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And a walk in the garden
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Wears me down.
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Tangled in the fallen vines,
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Pickin' up the punch lines,
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I've just been fakin' it,
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Not really makin' it.
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Is there any danger?
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No, no, not really.
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Just lean on me.
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Takin' time to treat
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Your friendly neighbors honestly.
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I've just been fakin' it,
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I'm not really makin' it.
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This feeling of fakin' it-
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I still haven't shaken it.
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Prior to this lifetime
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I surely was a tailor.
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("Good morning, Mr. Leitch.
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Have you had a busy day?")
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I own the tailor's face and hands
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I am the tailor's face and hands and
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I know I'm fakin' it,
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I'm not really makin' it.
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This feeling of fakin' it-
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I still haven't shaken it.
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Fakin It
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| Simon & Garfunkel |
