Adam: [Crouching in front of window.]
Me: I think it only opens a few inches.
Adam: Oh.
Me: And you'll probably hurt yourself.
Adam: You're right. Can you do it?
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I'm just saying...
- When did car windshields get impossible to clean on the inside?
- Cookbooks should be very clear about which recipe is featured on the cover.
- Penne is the saddest pasta.
- Don't eat a dish named after a volcano.
- Nobody cares about your app.
- It's time to remove that note at the end of your emails asking people not to print them.
- If you think about it, gum is weird.
- Business idea: TV channel devoted to terror attacks.
- Please don't tell me about your favorite TV show.
- The more reachable I've become, the less likely I am to answer my phone.
previous lyrics
- Don't give me that bullshit, you know who I am. I'm your nightmare little man
- Sometimes I stand in the middle of the floor, not going left, not going right
- Trust me, I'm a doctor. And you suffer from a rare form of attractiveness
- It was love about to happen, I'm serious
- I'll shake this world off my shoulders. Come on, baby, this laugh's on me
- I'm hot, and I don't care who knows it. I got a job to do
- I want to take you down to the side of the city where the sun doesn't shine and the moon isn't pretty
- All I ask is to live each moment free from the past
- No family is safe when I sashay
- I never dreamt that I would get to be the creature that I always meant to be
- I can't wait to put the icing on the cake
- I'll see you and I'll raise you off the floor. I'll floor you and we'll dance without a band
- Time can never mend the careless whispers of a good friend
- Seems that I was busy doing something close to nothing, but different than the day before
- Your eyes are burning holes through me. I'm gasoline. I'm burning clean
- There's one year of my life in these songs, and some of them are about you
- I'm not a slut! I just love love
- Never stop living here till it eats the heart from your soul, keeps down the sound of your silent sigh
- This will be the last time I ever do your hair
- Maybe we could walk around, all day long. Walk around, all day long
- They tell me God forgives you for almost anything you do
- If you need me, I'll be where my reputation don't precede me
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