Unsentimental,
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Driving around,
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Sure of myself,
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Sure of it now,
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You stand this close to me,
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Like the future was suppose to be,
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In the eyes of the Grocery,
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In the block uptown,
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I remember,
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Remember well,
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But if I forgotten,
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Could you tell,
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In the shadow of your first attack,
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I was questioning and looking back,
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You said baby we don't speak of that,
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Like a real aristocrat,
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Compound to compound,
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Lazy and safe,
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(Wanting leave it)?
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(Born in two way)?
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When the taxi door was open wide,
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I pretended I was horrified,
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By the uniform clothes outside,
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Of the court yard gate,
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You're not a victim,
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But neither am I,
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Nostalgic for garbage,
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Desperate for time,
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I could blame it on your mother's head,
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Or the colors that you father wears,
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But I know that I was never fair,
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You were always fine,
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Unsentimental,
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Driving around,
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Sure of myself,
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Sure of it now,
|
You stand this close to me,
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Like the future was suppose to be,
|
In the eyes of the Grocery,
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In the blocks uptown,
|
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I remember,
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Remember it well,
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But if I forgotten,
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Would you tell,
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In the shadow of your first attack,
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I was questioning and looking back,
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You were standing on another track,
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Like a real aristocrat,
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Taxi Cab
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Vampire Weekend |