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Life in the city's expensive today.
I know because that's where my girl went when my girl went away.
She calls me up now just to calm me down, she calms me down, but it's only sound.
Boys will come visit, there's no room for doubt.
I try to stay calm but sometimes I just can't help but shout.
She runs me down and then she runs to him, saying "aw, Tim."
How can they see more than me in her eyes?
I realize she's the prize and I'm the fool.
How can they think I would sink out of sight like a brigh summer moon?
Curves in the road make the driving go slow.
When curves are like hers things go quickly and I ought to know.
She turns me on and then she turns me down, I feel the clown