Just last year seems so long
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When I used to live alone
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Now I sell shit on the phone
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'Cause I don't wanna live at home
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Uh oh
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Well it's not as if I choose
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To be settled with these fake blues
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But your worries ain't so different from my own
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Though I'm far more accident prone
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People ask me for my name
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But this number's just the same
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If this all is just a game
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I have only myself to blame
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Uh oh
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Well it's not as if I choose
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To be settled with these fake blues
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But I gotta find a reason to write this song
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And I won't be here for long
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Fake Blues
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| Real Estate |
