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Wasting Time |
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I'm wasting time thinking about a girl And stealing her away from her world She and I would run away I think of all the things that I'd say |
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We'd talk about important things And I picture it in my dreams She'd teach me about modern art And I'd show her it's okay to fart and |
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Chorus: Maybe I'd impress her By being in a band and Maybe if I act real tough She'd let me hold her hand and Maybe I'll win her heart By writing this song about her |
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Sometimes I sit at home and Wonder if she's sitting at home Thinking of me and wondering if I'm Sitting at home, thinking about her Or am I just wasting my time |
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Remembering how she laughed at Kinko's When I made fun of that guy Remembering the look she gave me When I told her that I used to fry |
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I really want to ask her out But my ego could never take it And even if I got the balls You know that the Cougar would never make it |
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And in my town you can't drive naked |
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Sometimes I sit at home and Wonder if she's sitting at home Thinking of me and wondering if I'm Sitting at home, thinking about her Or am I just wasting my time |
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Am I just wasting my time [3x] Wasting my time thinking about a girl |
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