My computer thinks I’m gay
I threw that piece of junk
Away on the champs-Elysees
As I was walking home.
This is m last communique
Down the supper highway all
That I have left to say in
A single tome.
I got too many friends too
Many people that I’ll never
Meet and I’ll never be there
For I’ll never be there for
Cause I’ll never be there.
Courtesy of liriklagu.asia
If I could give it all away
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