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You know all those different types of telephones: Home phones, office phones, and cell phones, too? Well they all work two ways: yours and mine. So why is it that you’re always the one Who gets to listen to my messages? Telephones are just homegrown conspiracies Hatched by others to make you think you’re close to me. And all the words you say that you think are giving me pleasure, Well I hate to tell you But they’re not.
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Jan 14, 2014
Jan 14, 2014 at 2:16 AM UTC
Homegrown Telephones
You know all those different types of telephones: Home phones, office phones, and cell phones, too? Well they all work two ways: yours and mine. So why is it that you’re always the one Who gets to listen to my messages? Telephones are just homegrown conspiracies Hatched by others to make you think you’re close to me. And all the words you say that you think are giving me pleasure, Well I hate to tell you But they’re not.
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Jan 14, 2014
Jan 14, 2014 at 2:16 AM UTC
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