two lovers are having their fight again
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they're tired of saying good-bye
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standing on the beachside
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listening to the feet of the passers
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on the sidewalk there
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don't make me part of your life again
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cause i'm tired of saying good-bye
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ridding on my skateboard
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knocking all the pretty boys in my way
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i'm just a round kid
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causing mass hysteria
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and i know something nobody knows
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you ask me if i'm real or not
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but what is real or not
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am i completely right
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or am i just lost and misguided
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there is something you ouhta know
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what is real or not
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that there is nothing wrong
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so don't tell me i need any counseling
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Round Kid
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| Buck-O-Nine |
