Dance record from before
I was born on the stereo
Playing last rights
For my late nights
All of my evenings
And all of my every day's
No business in the same place
Coffee, scrambled eggs
Starting our separate ways
Now are separate days
By the time you read this
This house will have changed hands
One more time again
Wherever you are, dialing up friends
On someone else's telephone
In someone else's home
Why did ever we part
And give back our hands?
Nothing but wear
Between all of my everything's

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