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I drive by things en route to your place I knew you'd think that if we're twenty-three On your porch sweet talking with me And I'm thinking, what am I doing This is killing me I'm dying quietly For twenty-three I heard your name and thought I'd stop by Don't open your screen door Just make it glow Just to say hello To you and see how you've been doing without me To you and see how you've been doing without me From Letras Mania