March 13, 2008

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    When they call your name Will you walk right up
    With a smile on your face Or will you cower in fear
    In your favorite sweater With an old love letter

    I wish you would
    I wish you would...


    Come pick me up
    Take me out
    Fuck me up
    Steal my records
    Screw all my friends
    They're all full of shit
    With a smile on your face
    And then do it again
    I wish you would

    When you're walking downtown Do you wish I was there  Do you wish it was me
    With the windows clear and the mannequins eyes Do they all look like mine

    You know you could
    I wish you would

    Come pick me up
    Take me out
    Fuck me up
    Steal my records
    Screw all my friends behind my back
    With a smile on your face
    And then do it again
    I wish you would

    I wish you'd make up my bed So I could make up my mind
    Try it for sleeping instead Maybe you'll rest sometime
    I wish I could


     

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