Tekster: Adam Again. Strobe.

I hear you crawling up my front lawn
Flipped the switch and you were gone
I feel better when I turn it on
Get real simple when I make a song

Strobe
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Strobe
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There go the pitcher on the pitching mound
I can't go up if you go down
Give me a smile, I'll give you a frown
You're the verb and I'm the noun

Strobe
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Strobe
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Strobe
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Remember when you laughed in my ear three times
I was waiting for more you said "who am I"
Now you're waiting in the shopping line
Saying here's two nickels will you give me a quarter

Strobe
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Strobe
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