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When I try to erase or calculate For a moment could you just decide Which way to go I need advice I've been wrong, it's just close quarters And they have a way to cloud your mind Is my lot in life to just resign Oh could you tell me Should I travel, and maybe get the starring part And a monogram that says I W-I-N So what am I supposed to say My talent's an acquired taste Well that's just what you say When you've missed your train From Letras Mania