F Gm She's coming over Dm Bb We'll go out walking F Gm Dm Bb and make a call on the way F Gm She's in the phone booth now Dm Bb I'm looking in F Gm Dm Bb There comes a smile on her face F Gm Dm Bb Still got some of the same stuff we got yesterday F Gm Dm Bb Still got some of the same stuff we got yesterday, yeah I'm too much with myself I want to be someone else I'm too much with myself I want to be someone else I'm too much with myself I want to be someone else So we take off at Fiona's door Walkin' till its light outside Like before when we were on the phone We have to laugh to look at each other We have to laugh because we're not alone As the cars fly up King St. It's enough to startle us It's enough to startle us I love my drug buddy My drug, my drug buddy I love my drug buddy My drug, my drug buddy
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