And so
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Annie waits, Annie waits, Annie waits
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For a call
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From a friend
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The same
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It뭩 the same
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Was it always the same?
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Annie waits for the last time
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The clock never stops, never stops, never waits
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She뭩 growing old
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It뭩 getting late
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And so he forgot, he forgot
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Maybe not
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Maybe he뭩 been seriously hurt
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Would that be worse?
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Headlights crest the hill
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Shadows pass her by and out of sight
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Annie sees her dreams:
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Friday bingo, pigeons in the park
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Annie waits for the last time
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Just the same as the last time
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Annie says 밳ou see this is why I뭗 rather be alone.
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And so
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Annie waits, Annie waits, Annie waits
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For a call
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From a friend
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The same
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It뭩 the same
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Was it always the same?
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Annie waits as the last...
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Headlights crest the hill
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Who will be the one for evermore?
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(ooh ooh)
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Annie, I could be
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If we뭨e both still lonely when we뭨e old
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Annie waits for the last time
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Just the same as the last time
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Annie waits for the last time
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Just the same as the last time
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Annie waits
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But not for me
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Annie Waits
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| Ben Folds |
