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Wilco Being There Cd2

: There's rows and rows of houses With windows painted blue With the light from a TV Running parallel to you But there is no sunken treasure Rumored

: Well I can't tell you anything You don't already know I keep on trying I should just let it go I keep on singing Your eyes, they just roll It sounds

: After the show You walked right past Arms reached out For your autograph And as you flashed Your backstage pass I caught your eye With a camera

: Well I know we don't talk much But you're such a good talker Ooh, whoa Well I know that we should take a walk But you're such a fast walker, oh-whoa

Was I in your dreams I'd like to know Did I touch your hand and did it feel like snow? Try to understand while I've got you on the phone Did I hurt

I wanna be your kingpin Living in Pekin I wanna be your bigwig Living in Pekin I got the flu and away I flew NYC, pediate blue Dimetapp and spinal

Wind will blow and the sun will shine On that hill where we used to climb I look in your eyes and you'll be mine Someday soon I won't even make a scene

There's rows and rows of houses With windows painted blue With the light from a TV Running parallel to you But there is no sunken treasure Rumored

It's all happened here before I know you've seen it too I know you've seen it too And it's all happened to you Kid you've paid your dues Dues and dues