Might as well take pinky strings
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And throw them up to a cartoon king
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Maybe he could offer me a coin
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Cause I got nothing here, myself, to keep me going
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What I'd do for a magic dime
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Overwork it a million times
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For a start, I'd get caught up on you
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And how the days jump ahead until you're ready
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I would change what I can, pay your heart's levy
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Whenever you go away
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Whenever you go away
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I'm like a baby in deep water
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Trying to swim
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Whenever you go away
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A good day's a dreadful place
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And bottom's a hundred years old, begging to go
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And living to roll out the end
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What's the use of gum in a wrapper?
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And what it life without the here and after
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Or another without a story to tell?
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Cause I'm better off on the shelf
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With the dust and the things we forget
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Like that colorful pottery set
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We made, like the days you number for my heart
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I would be your lucky star if I had one
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Said, I'll be in the hanky in your pocket
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To steal one hour from the sun
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Whenever you go away
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Whenever you go away
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I'm like a baby in deep water
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Trying to swim
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Whenever you go away
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A good day's a dreadful place
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And bottom's a hundred years old, begging to go
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And living to roll out the end
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Whenever you go
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Whenever you go away
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Whenever you go away
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Whenever you go away
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I'm like a baby in deep water
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Trying to swim
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Whenever you go away
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A good day's a dreadful place
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And bottom's a hundred years old, begging to go
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And living to roll out the end
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A hundred years old, begging to go
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And living to roll out the end
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Whenever You Go
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| Aslyn |
