You Could Be A Model Goodbye

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They were trapped inside the mall 
and they couldn’t think of anything
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and they could try to sort out with
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 the big man in charge and he talked
 about some ancient times
and how they had been ripped up off 
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their very own town, the one they 
loved

    Gm
but soon enough they thought about 
how they were just kids
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how their parents would be mad if 
they didn’t come back
   Gm
it was some sort of holiday, the 
kind you dress up for and
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sit around a table and wish you 
could throw your fork at your 
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stepdad

             Gm
and she said no one really matters 
to me and you’re all I care about 
and
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if we stick together like fingers 
                           Gm
on a fucking hand we could make it 
big time

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in the city where my real dad’s from
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you could be a model or you could 
even write some songs you said

  Gm
I sold some stuff to a couple of 
punks and I made enough to pay your 
debts
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I made some cash on the side so we 
could get the fuck out you said
     Gm
I’ll make you realize that there are
 people out there
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and they all somehow make it 
through life though they are uglier 
   Gm
than you are


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   Gm
so baby let’s not go home so you 
won’t have to tell your folks
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that you’ve been caught by some 
stupid cop with a girl from out of 
town
    Gm
but by the time’s the manager said 
it wasn’t such a big deal
        F
and the boy looked pretty cute 
indeed though she seemed a little 
weird

    Gm
you chickened out and said he’d 
rather at least spend the night home
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get some rest and pack his stuff she
 said goodbye
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he said I will miss you in the fall
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 in the winter and the spring
in the daytime at school or in the 
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nighttime when I sing about you, 
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baby

i don't know what country you're 
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from
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but i'm sure god has blessed it
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’cause it has to be neat if it’s 
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where you were born
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  if it’s where you were born
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if it’s where you were born, baby