If it hadn’t been me, it would have been someone else.
All i was going to say to you tonight upon seeing you
was: Lauren is a very lucky girl.
She doesn’t think so. She doesn’t appreciate me. Not like you do,
back-down on a pool table
singing
“Yeah, yeah…”
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