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One of us is packing things in boxes The other two are trying to pretend That the boy she loves is not all that obnoxious We're hoping that she'll see sense in the end But I've come to depend On the strangeness of kind friends Takes a good look and remembers All the cookbooks that her friend has And the dinner was always delicious And it was all she could do just to do the dishes She wrapped her coffee cups in newspaper She took down all her paintings from the wall Soon enough she said I'll see you later And gave her half an hour before giving her a call I don't blame her at all Her bike's still in the hall Takes a good look and remembers All the cookbooks that her friend has Lunch is always leftovers The art of cooking for two Is lost on me and you We've eaten and eaten Letras de cancionesUntil it hurts Given a whole new meaning To just desserts I've got my suspicions But the pudding's where the proof is And you know how sweet my tooth is From Letras Mania