Letras:
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Oh, how I wish that you were here with me, To listen to the stupid song I sing Adjectives and nouns for all to hear, Form an oxymoron to your ear. For

Dear John The Dakota's looking beautiful today Azure blue and lonesome grey And a view of central Park Mr. Salinger's masterpiece of anarchy A photo from

A soldier boy and his violin / Uneasy wartime ballet / Omaha Beach / Normandy on D-Day / As his fellow man lay dying / And crimson tide colored the shore

We must have smoked a thousand cigarettes / In my tiny room at dawn / And as I light on up alone now / I breathe you in but you are gone / The waves crash

One Saturday, I took a walk to Zipperhead I met a girl there and she almost knocked me dead Punk rock girl, please look at me Punk rock girl, what do

I drive by your house its late / Your silhouette / In the window / I want to stand on your front lawn / With a radio / Playing our song / Like John Cusack

Oh how I wish that you were here with me To listen to the stupid song I sing Adjectives and nouns for all to hear From an oxymoron to your ear You're

All I need Is 43 seconds Just a couple of stupid lines And maybe a couple of words that rhyme Cuz if I had Just 43 seconds Of your so-called precious

I once snorted cocaine Off of Gwen Stefani's ass I used to ride around in limousines And flash my backstage pass I hung out at the Viper Room With Manson