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you look at me, i look at you
there's nothing else that we can do
i never liked san jose
i never liked l.a.
every day was just the same
the west coast sun, the west coast rain
if it didn't shine, would you still be mine?
i got your letter in the mail
looked like a big bright white ship's sail
if i could just fly away
i'd leave here right away
every day was just a shame
i see your face, you're not the same
if i was the only one, would you remember my name?
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