I wake up My shoulder's cold I've got to leave here Before I go I pull my shirt on
Walk out the door Drag my feet along the floor I pull my shirt on
Walk out the door Drag my feet along the floor
(**) Then I see you You're walking cross the campus Cruel professor Studying romances
How am I supposed to pretend I never want to see you again?
How am I supposed to pretend I never want to see you again?
Walk to class In front of ya Spilled kefir On your keffiyah You look inside
And turn to the door Drag your feet along the floor
(**)
In the afternoon You're out on the stone and grass
And I'm sleeping on the balcony After class
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