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You gave me a pet name Which is not to say I like it We met at a party Not to say I was invited You said love was just a lie But I could tell that you were lying And we almost figured out how we'd get along And given time we'd find it strange to be alone and You work in a hotel At the magazine concession Back in just five minutes Reads the sign above your station Slip your profits in a bag And you're looking up to the hour hand And we almost figured out how we'll get along And given time we'll find it strange to be alone and You just forgot your one pet name for me And all those promises you said you'd keep And it's a lucky thing Because that sentimental stuff Doesn't suit you At all Waiting at the bus stop For just about an hour Strategies for hangman Cat's cradle, origami You say I'm OK for a guy But I can tell that you are lying And we've almost figured out how we'll get along And given time we'll find it strange to be alone and You just forgot your one pet name for me And all those promises you said you'd keep And it's a lucky thing Because that sentimental stuff Doesn't You just forgot your one pet name for me And all those promises you said you'd keep And it's a lucky thing Because that sentimental stuff Doesn't suit you At all

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