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From the wall, I pull a thin slice.
And slide the shining circle of vinyl from it's case. 
I pop it on, and the record player begins to spin, 
The needle glides over the ridges, and the notes sound,
But I can't relax,

I hope
The reason
you notice me
is because of who I am
because a girl is not all looks
I'd hold a grudge
on that one. 
 

Don't hover around me,
Cause there won't be a drawing in the end if you watch,
The slow graceful lines make me look like i'm not sketching.
They make me look like I'm working on a masterpeice,
Untill you shake the table that is.

Sitting alone, next to the woodstove,
John Klemmer's music making me chill.
It reminds me of slow, slow,
S
 l
  o
   w
November nights,
Doing pages of homework,

I've never seen anyone 
Fight over a knife,
Quite like those three,
Just to say, ha, it was our turn to cut.
I mean of course it's the best part,
But why is is so damn important,
To cut an avocado? 
 

It's the only song,
I will sing,
With all my heart,
And you are not going to stop me. 
And it's so true.
And you,
And youuuuuu...
And I only know 5 lines,
So let's put them on repeat,