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And I'll just keep on stumbling
Right now it feels too humbling
To tell you what I want

And the city's feeling queer and crass
With beer cans growing blades of grass
To look like something new

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And I know that you love me
But I'm just too damn hungry
For loving that I don't need
And I know that you like my shoes
But you wish that you could count for
Every inch and every ounce
Of everything that you need
And you'll die by the time you're thirty

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Slithering snakes in garden rakes
Don't got what it takes
To give you what you need

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