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and the only thing we had to decide
Flying ten thousand miles over frozen mountains to see you again, there are so many things that are far more important to me going on, sometimes i think that i don t know anything at all x2
And the girl who works in the record shop, well we shot fake plastic ducks in the park
well so what
that the queen would leave me alone
And the girl who works in the record shop, the girl who works in the record shop
Well we shot fake plastic ducks in the park, well we shot fake plastic ducks in the park
and the girl who works in the record shop
Was watching the birds in the bay of san francisco at night, well we shot fake plastic ducks in the park Garde, flying ten thousand miles over frozen mountains to see you again
she only works in a record shop
That the queen would leave me alone, well so what
there are so many things that are far more important to me going on
and the girl who works in the record shop
and the only thing we had to decide
She only works in a record shop, as i walk down the street trying to mind my own business i wish, as i walk down the street trying to mind my own business i wish
Sometimes i think that i don t know anything at all x2, as i walk down the street trying to mind my own business i wish Garde, and the girl who works in the record shop
sometimes i think that i don t know anything at all x2
Was watching the birds in the bay of san francisco at night, and the only thing we had to decide
and the only thing we had to decide
the girl who works in the record shop
She says that i am not avant garde enough, sometimes i think that i don t know anything at all x2, sometimes i think that i don t know anything at all x2
And the girl who works in the record shop, she only works in a record shop
Sometimes i think that i don t know anything at all x2, she only works in a record shop Ballboy, and i don t give a fuck what she says or she thinks about me
Well so what, but the only thing i learned from the flight
flying ten thousand miles over frozen mountains to see you again
Was whether and where we were going to sleep together that night, and i don t give a fuck what she says or she thinks about me, well we shot fake plastic ducks in the park