He walks around in a daze go by so slowly
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Thinking about everyone, say they don't know him
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Thinking he wouldn't mind or couldn't find
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His way around
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He's got some friends who fight and diss him
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Maybe the girls he likes would listen
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If only he wouldn't shy and look into their eyes sometimes
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He wanted the same old song
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Didn't have a need to belong
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He sees the kids outside, they tease him
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Maybe they know it's all too easy
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If only they knew the boy inside
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They just might come around
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He's gonna be late in meeting no one
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Even could care and he's a slow one
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Think of him now when he's away
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He's just like you and me
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Same Old Song
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| Buck-O-Nine |
