Her pretty noises
Can you turn them down
I think that I'm dying
Do you want to go out?
Because we can play some Pac-man
Or go to the library
We can order some pat thai
Without the MSG
And they write books about this sort of thing
And they write books about this sort of thing
Yeah, they write books about this sort of thing
Closed captioned heartbeats
Spell thump five letters long
I think she's gone to Nashville
She don't care for my songs
And if my heart hadn't withered
Then perhaps I'd track her down
But I've got a lot to stew on
So I guess I'll hang around
And they write books about this sort of thing
And they write books about this sort of thing
Yeah, they write books about this sort of thing

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