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Sitting at a bus stopTrying to take my shoes offBut my laces are all knots and youLooking for an answer to an old questionSo easy I can't explain itAnd anything I say to you is gonnaCome out wrong anywayMade it to the trolleyLooking for my transferCause the place is full of cops and you...Looking for an answer to an old questionSo easy I can't explain itAnd anything I say to you is gonnaCome out wrong anywayYou take my seat again...Late at the stationFeeling all wound upGot to walk several blocks past you.Try to read a t-shirtThinks that I'm a pervert.Sorry, wasn't getting fresh, but...And anything I say to you is gonnaCome out wrong anywayIt's there in front of me...Sitting at a bus stopTrying to take my shoes offBut my laces are all knots and youLooking for an answer to an old questionSo easy I can't explain itAnd anything I say to you is gonnaCome out wrong anywayMade it to the trolleyLooking for my transferCause the place is full of cops and you...Looking for an answer to an old questionSo easy I can't explain itAnd anything I say to you is gonnaCome out wrong anywayYou take my seat again...Here to my houseIn no secondsCount the footstepsCount the secondsNear my house...