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You know your favorite pair of shoes
The ones with the hole in the toe you wont lose
Your favorite record thats all scratched and used
But still you love to play when your feeling blue
That faded rose, thats all dried out
Those bukowsky poems we couldnt live without
Your high school picture, when you had wild hair
That stormy day on the beach that got us here
Oh, youd better believe theres just one thing you need
Cant you see
Its just me baby
Its just me baby
If theres just one thing that you should keep
In your book of dreams
Its just me baby