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The desk where you sit inside of a frame Made of, made of, of wood I keep those chopsticks you had from when you Taught abroad, taught abroad in Japan I love it all so much I call, I want you back Back, back You back, ah I did not know you as well as my Father, father knew you Every question you took the time to sit and Look it up, look it up in the encyclopedia I love it all so much I call, I want you back Back, back You back I love it all so much I call, I want you back Back, back You back, da-da-da
It sounds like we would have had a great deal To say, to say to each other I bet when I leave my body for the sky The wait, the wait will be worth it I love it all so much I call, I want you back Back, back You back I love it all so much I call, I want you back Back, back You back, da-da-da
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