it’s a small world after all
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turns out that we both shop at the mall
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I see you with your dude
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he’s the one with the really bad tattoos
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drawn on like I heart mom
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over at the food court
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I’m the one who’s so short you don’t notice me
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quoting you Shakespeare looped off of two beers
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AWAY, FROM ALL THOSE THINGS
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I WANT TO SAY TO YOU
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IF YOU ONLY KNEW
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IT’S HARD TO SAY, IT’S HARD TO SAY
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ANYTHING AT ALL
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and every time I call, I get put on hold
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like all the other tools that call
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from bathroom stalls
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and if you said hello
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I’d probably simply just go hang up the phone
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cause you can’t call it stalking if nobody’s talking
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AWAY, FROM ALL THOSE THINGS
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I WANT TO SAY TO YOU
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IF YOU ONLY KNEW
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IT’S HARD TO SAY, IT’S HARD TO SAY
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I see our year book sentenced to the shelf
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I know it’s wrong but really can’t help myself
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pall bare to your page, think things I’ll never say
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AWAY, FROM ALL THE THINGS
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I WANT TO SAY TO YOU
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IF YOU ONLY KNEW
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AWAY, FROM ALL THE THINGS
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I WANT TO SAY TO YOU
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IF YOU ONLY KNEW
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I’D RUNAWAY, RUNAWAY
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I’D RUNAWAY, RUNAWAY
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IT’S HARD TO SAY, ANYTHING AT ALL
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Hard to Say
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| Army Of Freshmen |
