T'auras qu'à faire semblant de rien
Ça devrait pas t'causer d'problème
Tu l'as toujours fait tellement bien
Comme réponse à mes "Je t'aime"
T'auras qu'à pas faire attention
Quand on te parlera de moi
T'as qu'à trouver l'explication
Ou inventer n'importe quoi
Oublie pas d'fermer les rideaux
Je serai plus là pour y penser
T'as jamais dormi comme il faut

Being Around by Lemonheads
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If I was the fridge would you open the door?
If I was the grass would you mow your lawn?
If I was your body would you still wear clothes?
If I was a booger would you blow your nose?
Where would you keep it?
Would you eat it?
I'm just trying to give myself a reason
For being around

If I was a front porch swing would you let me hang?

I feel like Steven is my father and I don't know why
but I realized it when I looked in his eyes
I feel like Steven is my daddy and it ain't no lie
I wanna hold you 'til the end of time so come on daddy
run into my arms come on daddy wanna feel your charms
come on daddy, run into my arms
I wanna hold you 'til the end of time
didn't know I was your baby 'til the age of nine

He kinda shoulda sorta woulda loved her if he could've.
The story's getting closer to the end.
He kinda shoulda sorta woulda loved her if he could've.
He'd rather be alone than pretend.

She just wanted him to love her but he didn't.
He took to the woods and wandered in it.
Walked along and on until they couldn't.
Stole himself to tell her that he wouldn't.

I met a boy called Frank Mills,
on September 12th right here
in front of the Waverly, but unfortunately,
I lost his address.
He was last seen with his friend,
a drummer he resembles George Harrison of the Beatles,
but he wears his hair tied in a small bow at the back.
I love him,
but it embarrasses me to walk down the street with him.
He lives in Brooklyn somewhere,

Got me watching your eyes watching things go by outside

Out the window of a train

Easy sipping them just seeing it fly left to right

Pour the milk and I'll say when

I'm out wandering around

You're but one thing I've found

Don't mean to bring you down

I'm out wandering around

Kinda hoped you wouldn't blame me

I can't wake up every day and find the same me

Half past 9 quarter to 10
10:15 and we're comin' around again
hold off are we goin soft?
Flushed my Zoloft and we're comin' around again
found out and I almost drowned
walked back down and we're comin' around again
If I could talk I'd tell you
If I could smile I'd let you know
If I could talk I'd tell you
you are far and away m most imaginary friend
Khmer Rouge genocide qua your place

Thrilled to be in the same post code as you.
I tell you things I know you'd like to know,
Treat you to cake every night.
Suddenly talk and it'll make you fright.
Smile at me, I'll hold you really tight,
Follow you into bed, run around till mornin',
We'll stay awake all night.
We'll repeat the same stories,
but of course never in front of friends.

And here's to you Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know
God bless you please Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray

we'd like to know a little bit about you
for our files we'd like to help you to learn to help yourself
look around you all
you see are sympathetic eyes stroll around the grounds
untill you feel at home

and here's to you Mrs. Robinson

She's coming over,
we'll go out walking,
Make a call on the way.

She's in the phone booth now,
I'm looking in.
There comes a smile on her face.

There's still some of the same stuff we got yesterday.
There's still some of the same stuff we got yesterday,
yeah.

I'm too much with myself,
I wanna be someone else.
I'm too much with myself,
I wanna be someone else.

She takes me on a rocking stroll
If you won't wave guess I won't know
As by I roll I hope you'll throw a smile at me
Cause this here pram is all I've known
Won't be walking till I've grown
All I've been shown is everything I want to see
People's knees
Trunks of trees
Smile at me
Looking upward to the sky
Moving forward all the time
The sidewalk lines gdunk gdunk gdunk gdai

Waiting for some thin' to break.
Left my heart out to bake.
Nothing there in my glass.
Wasn't air meant to last.

Hope in my past.
Hope in my past.
Hope in my past.
Hope in my past.

{Play verse chords}
All the way down to the lake,
(Found the lake was wet).
How much more could I take,
(Better yet).
Walked back home to my place,

It's no trick to decide on your own
you feel it when you feel fine later on
a shower you can't depend on at all
It's too hot then it's too cold then it's warm
something's missing something's missing
something's missing something's missing
from my life
the things I don't multiply and divide when
I just can't decide been here before
It's gonna come back again been here before