Get a real job
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Keep the wind at your back and the sun on your face
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All the immediate unknowns
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Are better than knowing this tired and lonely fate
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Does he love you?
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Does he love you?
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Will he hold your tiny face in his hands?
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I guess it's spring, I didn't know
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It's always seventy-five with no melting snow
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A married man, he visits me
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I receive his letters in the mail twice a week
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And I think he loves me
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And when he leaves her
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He's coming out to California
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I guess it all worked out
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There's a ring on your finger and the baby's due out
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You share a place by the park
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And run a shop for antiques downtown
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And he loves you
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Yeah he loves you
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And the two of you will soon become three
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And he loves you
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Even though you
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Used to say you were flawed if you weren't free
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Let's not forget ourselves good friend
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You and I were almost dead
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And you're better off for leaving
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Yeah you're better off for leaving
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Late at night
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I get the phone
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You're at the shop sobbing all alone
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Your confession it's coming out
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You only married him
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You felt your time was running out
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But now you love him
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And your baby
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At last you are complete
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But he's distant and you found him
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On the phone pleading, saying, 'baby I love you'
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And I'll leave her and I'm coming out to California"
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Let's not forget ourselves good friend
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I am flawed if I'm not free
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And your husband will never leave you
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He will never leave you for me
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Does He Love You?
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| Rilo Kiley |
