I know so many white people
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I mean, where do I start?
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the trouble with white people
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is you can't tell them apart
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I'm so bad with names and dates and times
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but I'm big on faces
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that is, except for mine
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I believe you when you tell me
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we've met before
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this time you've got my interest
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this time you've got the floor
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why don't you go and tell me something
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I don't already know
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give me something to remember you by
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when you go
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I eat too much
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I laugh too long
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maybe I'll like too much of you
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when I'm gone
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let's go over to the window
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and sit in the neon light
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let's go out walking
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you know, it's garbage night
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let's go down to the east river
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and throw something in
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something we can't live without
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and then let's start again
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the more you talk
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the more I get
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the sense of something
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that hasn't happened yet
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the more you talk
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the more I want to know
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the way I'll remember you
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when I go
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I eat too much
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I laugh too long
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maybe I'll like too much of you
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when I'm gone
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I am so many white people
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I mean where do I start
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they've got lots of personalities
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I just can't tell them apart
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and I never remember anything
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except for those things
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which I never forget you know
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there's no in between
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I'm big on your face
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yeah it's big in my mind
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you're like the rest of the human race
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you're one of a kind
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Names And Dates And Times
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Ani DiFranco |