I thought I had my girl but she ran away
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My car got stolen and I'm gonna be late
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For work this week, make that the fourth day straight
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But I'm fine with it
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I thought I had it all but I gave it away
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I quit that old job now I'm doing okay
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Those material things they can't get in my way
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Cause I'm over it
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But whatever she may be
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She could be money, cars, fear of the dark
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Your best friends or just strangers in bars
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Whoever she is, whoever she may be
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One thing's for sure, you don't have to worry
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And this is the part where you find out who you are
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And these are your friends, those who've been there from the start
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So to hell with the bad news
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Dirt on your new shoes
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It rained all of May til the month of June
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But wherever she may be
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She could be money, cars, fear of the dark
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Your best friends or just strangers in bars
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Whoever she is, whoever she may be
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One thing's for sure, you don't have to worry
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And every day in every way oh she will look the same
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And every care you used to have just seems to float away
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And every day in every way oh she will look the same
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And every care you used to have just seems to float away
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To hell with your new shit
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And whether or not you think you fit in
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She could be money, cars, fear of the dark
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Your best friends or just strangers in bars
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Whoever she is, whoever she may be
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One thing's for sure
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She could be rainy days, minimum wage,
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A book that ends with no last page
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Whoever she is, whoever she may be
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One thing's for sure, you don't have to worry
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Whoever She Is
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| The Maine |
