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Don’t go down Highland Street
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all that much anymore
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but I had to get my glasses fixed
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Right there in front
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of the old coffee shop was Walter
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just sitting where he’d always sit
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& he was staring in the window
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& maybe at you
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or maybe at whomever’s walking him
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to fetch your muffins & your Sunday papers
the way we used to
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I don’t drink coffee
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all that much anymore
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When I do I fix it at home
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Don’t do the crosswords Sundays
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I can feel dumb other ways
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I could never finish them alone
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Sundays I ride down to the dog park
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on the other side of town
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just to sit down in the shade
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& watch those puppies running round
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I don’t miss feeling bad & dreading every call
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The constant screaming dialogue
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I swear that there were some days
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it felt like I was only
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coming around for your dog
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All those sunny days with Walter
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chasing squirrels around the park
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& the way he’d flip
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when he would see me coming
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like the way he did this morning
with his big old Walter bark
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Bark bark
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Bark bark
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Bark bark, hey there Walter
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Bark bark