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Some people their love is is so great It spans the countryside Some people their love is so pure it never dies Some peoples` love is so new They just can`t keep it inside Some people get married And friends and ex lovers `gon cry But we don`t have that so I put on my coat And my hat and I tell ya I`m sorry You say that`s okay and no one`s to blame You`re a sweet little girl on an airplane And I know you`ll come home Or you`ll tell me some shit on the phone On the phone On the phone On a phone On a phone Now my roommate he bought a coffee press And that nearly drove me to tears See it`s the first thing she touched In the mornings of those private school years The brains though built for thinkin` Are very good at worries and fears What would I know I`m only a volunteer But you don`t know that so I put on my coat And my hat and I tell you I`m sorry You say that`s okay but no one`s to blame You`re a sweet little boy on an airplane And I know you`ll come home Or you`ll tell me some shit on the phone On the phone On the phone On a phone Lord lift me up or all gentlemen cause We will never know if it`s right or it`s wrong Lord lift me up or all gentlemen cause We will never know if it`s right or it`s wrong