*Talking*
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I was in an argument with an ex-girlfriend, and...I said something about, like "a truest love" and she said "You're mistaken, my- my first truest love was with a...multiple-adjustable shower head" (laughter). I know, you follow me, but I'm like "...I'm drunk" (laughter).
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I'm gonna sing this damn song right now (yeah you are). "Why Can't You Be"
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*Singing*
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Are you frightened by the weight you posses,
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Or...is this life just weightlessness, and smoggy twilight in LA?
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I can't think of one real thing to say.
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And Robbie Williams is walking in the canyons
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'Forgets that we were friends.
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I guess it all depends on your mood.
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Why can't these meds be any damn good?
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And she said...
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Why can't you be...like my waterpick shower massager?
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A sweet, reliable machine.
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And to tell the truth, I don't feel less alone
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My water massager's the purest love...I've ever known.
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Why can't you be...like when I was 13?
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Why can't you be, like an art house foreign movie;
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Frank and sexy, red balloons and ennui
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And aloof to me, and...
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Why can't you be...a little more of a mystery?
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Why can't you be, the part of me that's missing
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Instead of leavin' me for some other?
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'Said we're perfect for eachother.
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And I know we won't go spend our lives...alone.
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Why can't you be...like an outsource government contract?
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I'm a fatcat, getting away with anything.
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Kicking...some secret special powers
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Alumination rounds in showers.
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'Cause you're tearing your hair out
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While we could have a bed of flowers.
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And I said...
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Why can't you be...like the chicks out on the road?
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Some girls are happy, just to see me
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'Cause you've got moxie, and a broken nose.
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You take 'em away from this blows.
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Sometimes a blowjob's not enough.
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Why can't you play...a little less rough?
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Why can't you be...the part of me that's missing
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Instead of leavin' me for some other?
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'Said we're perfect for eachother.
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And I know we won't go spend our lives...alone.
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Can we...just leave it be?
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And we could live...our lives...seperately.
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Could you forget...what happens to you...you and me?
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And when we're dead...and we'll be dead...we'll have eternity.
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And I will spend it all...missing you...missing you and me.
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So all of a life...I will always be...
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Why can't you be...lookin' a little deeper into me
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Like JD...Salinger?
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Why do I challenge her, in all these surface ways that you displease?
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Why can't you be...a little more at ease?
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Why can't you be...like a hand-rolled cigarette?
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I'm not jokin'
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This massocistic...self pity, of smoking.
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And this silly ditty.
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I...keep provoking you, to leave me.
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She said...
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Why can't you be...like a candle I can snuff?
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You're still a diamond in the rough.
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And I swear to god...I had enough.
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How can I...call your bluff?
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(Wild applause)
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*Talking* Thank you.
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Why Can't You Be
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| Third Eye Blind |
