Written by Josh Schwartz and Brian Kierulf



It's been so long, since I've seen your face

So long since I've been to first base

I really miss, the feel of your kiss

But can I have back my things

Before I get really pissed



You had my heart, my soul, my attention

Don't you walk out of my life

With my CD collection



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Breakin' up is hard enough

Say you have nothing, but I called your bluff

You've got my sweaters, my hat

I can't find my cat

The hardest part of breaking' up

Is getting back your stuff



So tell me girl, do I hafta to say please

Or do I hafta involve the police

There was a time, when I trust you alone

I call you up girl, but you took my phone



You borrowed stuff everytime I turned my back

I can't believe I went out with a

Kleptomaniac!



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Man, you ever break up with a girl that just keeps your stuff?

Man, what's up with that?

I don't know, man

Somethin' wrong, you know what I'm sayin'?

Somethin' wrong with that



Yeah

Mickey Parke up in this mud

Here we go, one two

Yeah, yeah, yeah



You plus me, it doesn't equal us

You took my car, now I gotta take the bus

I thought I had a girl that I could trust

I guess I never knew my calculus



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