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Who's got the groove ‘cause i don't know?
Who's got the key to letting go?
Are you coming back from where you've gone?
It's all that I think when I'm alone.
Remind myself to move along,
Do you think of me? No, I know you don't.
You're doing fine all on your own,
All of your friends have told you so.
Nothing's gonna make me feel any better,
Talking with your neighbour in the park ‘bout the weather.
All I ever wanted was to know you better,
I could feel ok but it's just not quite better better.
Better better.
Big city dreams are coming slow,
The cowboy becomes a gigolo.
I thought I saw you a month ago,
A beautiful blur in a car window.
I saw your face on a piece of toast,
Turned out to just be some holy ghost.
Tasted your lips on an envelope,
And I swear I felt your skin on a cantaloupe.
Nothing's gonna make me feel any better,
Talking with your neighbour in the park ‘bout the weather.
All I ever wanted was to know you better,
I could feel ok but it's just not quite better better.
Better better.
I can't escape it,
But I really should have known.
I'm waiting for something,
To come grab me by the hair,
I don't care,
I don't think about your face when you're elsewhere.
It's better every day that you're not there.
Nothing's gonna make me feel any better,
Talking with your neighbour in the park ‘bout the weather.
All I ever wanted was to know you better,
I could feel ok but it's just not quite better better.
Better better, better better,
I could feel ok but it's just not quite better better.
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