Shaun David & the Lost phone booths

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Understand me when I tell you please leave
You've got your candy
Size you up to your knees
Ask your body why do you bleed
From what you told me it seems to fit your needs
So were looking always for a something clever
Leaning on some sort of remedy
Bit a few times but it's next to never
I've got a short term memory
Seems you're lucky got your folks and their green
Something stuck with me while living beneath my means
I know your story
There's more to you than your scream
The old oak tree protects me from your gleam
I've got suspicions you've got hidden ammunition underneath those mittens your gripping something spinning so fast
Bypass, these doubts that don't last
Retract your comment about my past
Cause they went the same way
They bent the same rules
They choose clues that lead to empty phone booths
I told you, nobody knows the things that hold you
You've made decisions based on certain premonitions given that your mission is kissing pretty girls from way back
Rehash, those straws that broke back
Find you a place, get off my lap
Cause they make the same pay
They went to same schools
They choose clues that lead to empty phone booths

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