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I gave you pictures and cards on non-holidays
And it wasn't because I was bored
I followed you from room to room, with no attention
And it wasn't because I was bored.
It was because I was loving you so much
That's the only reason I gave my time to you
And that's it, that's the kick in you giving up
'cause you know you won't like it, when there's nothing to do.
Check out that rack of his, look at that row of guitar necks
Lined up like eager fillies, outstretched like legs of rockettes
They don't know what they are in for, and they don't care, but I do
I thought you would wail on me, like you wail on them
But it was just a coochie-coo-coups.
And meanwhile, I'm loving you so much
It's the only reason I gave my time to you
And that's it, that's the kick in you giving up
'cause you know you won't like it, when there's nothing to do.
Meanwhile, I'm loving you so much
That's the only reason that I gave my time to you
And that's it, that's the kick in you giving up
'cause you know you don't like it, when there's nothing to do.
And I've been used so many times
I've learned to use myself in kind
I try to drum, I try to write
I can't do either well, but alright, it's fine, I guess
'cause I know how to spend my time
I know how to spend my time
I know how to spend my time
I know how to spend my time.
Meanwhile, I'm loving you so much
Meanwhile, I'm loving you so much
Meanwhile, I'm loving you so much.
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