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Sit and tell me every little thing that you know
I've been waiting for an hour to hear what you know
I'm a sponge in a tide and i'm thirsty for more
Are you qualified to make this sort of judgement call
Let me tell you, oh nevermind, I don't know
I've been meaning to, oh nevermind, I don't know
And another week goes by and I am plenty sore
Kiss my wounds better so I may hear some more
Oh, well I guess you are just what I needed
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