Barry: I wanna date a musician. Rob: I wanna live with a musician. She'd write songs at home and ask me what I thought of them, and maybe even include one of our little private jokes in the liner notes. Barry: Maybe a little picture of me in the liner notes. Dick: Just in the background somewhere.
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you are an autumn leaf spinning in the breeze that grazes the blades of grass and flies away on a little updraft
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