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Belle And Sebastian Dear Catastrophe Waitress

rather hang around And be there with my best friend if she wants me And far away somebody read the letter He condescends to read the words I wrote about him And

Dear catastrophe waitress Dear catastrophe waitress I?m sorry that you seem to have The weight of the world over you I cherish your smile There?s a word

In a borrowed bedroom virginal and spare The catcher hits for 318 and catches every day The pitcher puts religion first and rests on holidays He goes into cathedrals and

was broken in pieces Everything is flat and dreary I couldn't care what's in the news Television is the blues Television is hysterical laughter of people And

human zoo But the key is change, gettin' over all your problems You're not a fool Listen honey, there is nothin', you could say to surprise me And listen

out the map and mark it with the gin Made my plans to conquer the country I'm waiting for you to get out of your situation With your job and with your

Dear Catastrophe Waitress Dear Catastrophe Waitress I'm sorry that you seem to have the weight of the world over you I cherish your smile There's a word