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One, two, three,

I am just a boy in a record store
Yes I moved to San Francisco to see what I could be
I am a loser geek, crazy an evil streak
Yes I do believe there is a thing inside of me

She is just a girl, she is doing she can
She dances
When she's not in her band
Such a pretty girl, happy in an place
Watching all the pretty people doin' of ugly things

I think getting better for the two of us
Yes I think getting better almost everyday
I give a damn for what those people say

All I want to do is lose in your room
All you want is just a slow in the afternoon
I still see those scary guys when I am all at night
I kiss the ring you gave me then I with all my might

I it's getting better for the two of us
I think getting easier for you and me to agree
That the white men in suits
They are
Yes I think are diminishing
Yes I they diminish you and they diminish me
I they are diminishing
You know sometimes I hear those say

Yeah she a bus
Over to the north side of the
She goes to work stripping for the white men
All the words give her
her feel so soft and pretty
She wears but they never ever seem to fit

Yes I think it's better for the two of us
Yes I think it's getting in the worst way
I refuse to be of almost everyone
Afraid of all the things they do or the that they say
Let's the way we want to live and hope they go away

Ooh I really hope they go
Ooh I really hope they find a place
I hope find it somewhere
I hope they go
I can still hear all people say

I can hear all those people say
I can still hear all those say
I can still all those people say
I can still all those people say
I can hear all those people say
I can hear all those people say