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I am bottled, fizzy water and you are shaking me up.
You are a fingernail running down the chalkboard
I thought I left in third grade.
Now my only consolation is that this could not
Last forever even though you're singing and thinking
How well you've got it made
Who are you?
When will you be through?!
Yeah, it's just a phase. it will be over soon
Yeah, it's just a phase...
Yeah, it's just a...
Call it 'women's intuition' but I think I'm on to
Something here. Temporaryism has been the
'Black Plague' and the 'Jesus' of our age.
I know that I sound opinionated, maybe biased
And quite possibly jaded. But sooner than later
They'll be throwing quarters at you on the stage
Who are you?
When will you be through?
Yeah, it's just a phase. it will be over soon
Yeah, it's just a phase and I am waiting for it
To be over too.
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