If you could read my mind
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You'd say "Baby you were right
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And I don't want to fight anymore"
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You're usually righter than I am
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And I'm not a very good fighter
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Am I? No neither are you
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So let's be through with this one
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Because some things never change
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I know you're still my same girl
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Who builds her own frames
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For the pictures that she paints
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Of the lights in Monterey
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Coming across the bay
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Right back to my same girl
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How can you be so calm
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When the truth is that sometimes
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We lie in the eye of the storm
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With everything going on around us
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I feel comfor in the sounds when you say
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It will be okay
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Like a star guiding me
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To the light of the day
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The doldrums could follow me
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But not with my same girl
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Who builds her own frames
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For the pictures that she paints
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Of the lights in Monterey
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Coming across the bay
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Right back to my same girl
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Same Girl
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| Jack Johnson |
