When I wake up I'm willing to take my chances on the hope that you hate him more than you notice I wrote this for you
You need him, I could be him I could be an accident but I'm still trying and that's more than I can say for him
Where is your boy tonight, I hope he is a gentleman Maybe he won't find out what I know, you were the last good thing about this part of town
Someday I'll appreciate in value get off my ass and call you but for the meantime I'll sport my brand new fasion of waking up with this on at 4 in the afternoon
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