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I always find myself doing this on the backs of notebooks, and I thought it would make a good page (As if there aren't enough good pages here!):
Got a song lyric hopelessly glued in your brain? Chorus repeating over and over incessantly? Type it here! It'll all be one big weird long song. ~Maggie
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Why do ya build me up buttercup baby just to let me down
and mess me around and worst of all
I can try, hard as I can but I don't miss Julianne
Tiki torches at twighlight, hula girls at the bar
all the guys from office, are throwing up in their cars
i could never touch you
i think it would be wrong
but i've got your letter
and you've got my song.
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.
I saw a werewolf with a chinese menu in his hands
walking through the streets of Soho in the rain
It does not bother me to say, this isn't love
because,
if you don't want to talk about it then,
this isn't love
You don't see me at all
so i lied, are you the now or never kind?
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