I got a crush

Copy shop clerk

But she won't look up at me

Don't want to be known as the freak who just comes around to catch her eye



We could be sleeping in the flowers

We could sleep all afternoon

You'd proclaim that you're an island

I proclaim that I'm one too

Then we float into the harbor with just piers and boats around

I declare that I am England

You declare that I have drowned



I got a ride home with a drunk guy

How ungrateful I must have seemed

He showed me how to spin my head round and round



We'll be sleeping in the flowers

Tell my boss that I've been fired

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