some boys i know
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they speak with broken mouths
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i have to sit in side their stomachs
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to find out what they're really about
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but not like the days
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when the sky is blue
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and all that i heard
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is a little of me in a little of you
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some girls i know
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they speak with broken mouths
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i have to sit with in their stomachs
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to find out what theyre all about
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but now a days
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all ppl want
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to help them learn to talk
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to help them learn to see
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and they come to thier eyes
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several times ive seeen them try
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but no they cant be their lies
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some boys i know
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they speak with broken mouths
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i have to sit inside their stomachs
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to find out what they're really about
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Stomach Song
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| Broken Social Scene |
