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I think of awhile ago
We might have had it all
I was so stupid then
You needed time to grow

But now just as things change
As well my feelings do
In time things rearrange
I am so sick of chasing you

But what do I get 'cause I just seem to lose
You make me regret those times I spent with you
And playing those games as I wait for your call
And now I give up, so goodbye and so long

It's not a change of pace
This time I'll get it right
It's not a change of taste
I was the one there last night

You have your other friends
They were there when you cried
Didn't mean to hurt you then
Best friends just won't leave your side

But what do I get 'cause I just seem to lose
You make me regret those times I spent with you
And playing those games as I wait for your call
And now I give up, so goodbye and so long

It's not a change of pace
This time I'll get it right
It's not a change of taste
I was the one there last night

When I needed you most
When I needed a friend
You let me down now
Like I let you down then

So sorry, it's over

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Tom: Oh, that song's done, we're done with that song now
You guys can rest
Mark: Satan has something to say
Satan: Are you guys havin' a good time tonight? I'm havin'
A hum-didely-doo of a good time tonight. I like poetry, and
Flowers and pictures of unicorns
Tom: Thousands of naked boys
Satan: And a thousand naked children molesting my weiner
Tom: Wha, wait, what are some of the things that Satan loves?
Satan: Satan loves... unicorns... pictures, and poetry, and
Long walks on the beach
Tom: Hey, pay attention you fu... boobies!!!