I took a room down by the beach
With humble hands I cook and sweep
She combs her hair
She comes then leaves
I want her back, nakedly
A sun filled room, a bed to sleep
A friendly neighbor to wave at me
These simple things I'll always need
When she's too famous to move with me

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I don't care what people say
Robert Pattinson don't feel like me
I make some lunch, I run 5K
Will you still love me when I'm sober, babe?

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