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I lay by the pool with a shirt over my face
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Listening to her talk about her day
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She said, "Look at me, what do you see?"
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I tried to lose some weight
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It's not the way my body looks that I can't stand
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It's the sound my footsteps make
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And she hadn't eaten at all that day
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But if she did she threw it up anyway
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I looked at her through the cloth
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And almost let it slip that I was running off
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To Bethlehem, Bethlehem
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She bit her lip, she answered her telephone
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That son of a bitch will never leave that girl alone
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I said, "I'm leaving and I don't know when I'll return"
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I said, "I condemn you to the pits of hell where you shall burn"
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But she was talking to the coolest kid in school
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So I took off my bathing suit and I jumped in the pool
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To antarctica or Neptune, oh, whatever