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Have My Own Room
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Funny the way my warped mind works. I instantly knew Porch's song. And it even rattled around for a while...along with These Eyes. But here's where it gets crazy....I was hearing your lyrics, Ice, in a Simon and Garfunkel harmony. Wow.
![]() At the moment, I've got this rattling around.... When I'm with you, it doesn't matter where we are, Or what we're doing. I'm with you, that's all that matters. Time passes much too quickly when we're together laughing. I wish I could sing it to you, oh no, I wish I could sing it to you. Mostly I'm silent.
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What's this button do?
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I wouldn't mind if all my earworms were songs like that. A song for the season: Nobody on the road nobody on the beach I feel it in the air the summer's out of reach Empty lake, empty streets, the sun goes down alone I'm drivin' by your house Though I know you're not home
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