You Could Be a Model, Goodbye

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They were trapped inside the mall and they couldn't think of anything They could try to sort out with the big man in charge and he talked about some ancient times And how they had been ripped off of their very own town, the one they loved But soon enough they thought about how they were just kids And how their parents would be mad if they didn't come back It was some sort of holiday, the kind you dress up for and Sit around a table and wish you could throw your fork at your stepdad And she said, "No one really matters to me and you're all I care about and If we stick together like fingers on a fucking hand we could make it big time In the city where my real dad's from You could be a model or you could even write some songs" You said "I sold some stuff to a couple of punks and I made enough to pay your debts I made some cash on the side so we could get the fuck out" She said "I'll make you realize that there are people out there And they all somehow make it through life though they are uglier than you are" So, baby, let's not go home so you won't have to tell your folks That you've been caught by some stupid cop with a girl from out of town But by the time the manager said it wasn't such a big deal And the boy looked really cute indeed, although she seemed a little weird He chickened out and said he'd rather at least spend the night home Get some rest and pack his stuff She said goodbye He said, "I will miss you in the fall, in the winter and the spring In the daytime at school or in the nighttime when I sing about you, baby I don't know what country you're from but I'm sure G-d has blessed it And it has to be neat if it is where you were born" If it's where you were born If it's where you were born, baby
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