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Sitting at a bus stop Trying to take my shoes off But my laces are all knots and you Looking for an answer to an old question So easy I can't explain it And anything I say to you is gonna Come out wrong anyway Made it to the trolley Looking for my transfer Cause the place is full of cops and you... Looking for an answer to an old question So easy I can't explain it And anything I say to you is gonna Come out wrong anyway You take my seat again... Late at the station Feeling all wound up Got to walk several blocks past you. Try to read a t-shirt Thinks that I'm a pervert. Sorry, wasn't getting fresh, but... And anything I say to you is gonna Come out wrong anyway It's there in front of me... Sitting at a bus stop Trying to take my shoes off But my laces are all knots and you Looking for an answer to an old question So easy I can't explain it And anything I say to you is gonna Come out wrong anyway Made it to the trolley Looking for my transfer Cause the place is full of cops and you... Looking for an answer to an old question So easy I can't explain it And anything I say to you is gonna Come out wrong anyway You take my seat again... Here to my house In no seconds Count the footsteps Count the seconds Near my house...