| If you want me you can find me Left of center off of the strip
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| In the outskirts and in the fringes
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| In the corner out of the grip
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| If you want me you can find me Left of center off of the strip
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| In the outskirts and in the fringes
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| In the corner out of the grip
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| And when they ask me, «What are you looking at?»
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| I always answer, «Nothing much, not much»
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| I think they know that, I’m looking at them
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| I think they think I must be out of touch
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| But I’m only in the outskirts and in the fringes
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| On the edge and off the avenue
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| And if you want me you can find me Left of center wondering about you
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| I think that somehow, somewhere inside of us We must be similar if not the same
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| So I continue to be wanting you
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| Left of center against the grain
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| And if you want me you can find me Left of center off of the strip
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| In the outskirts and in the fringes
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| In the corner out of the grip
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| And when they ask me, «What are you looking at?»
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| I always answer, «Nothing much, not much»
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| I think they know that, I’m looking at them
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| I think they think I must be out of touch
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| But I’m only in the outskirts and in the fringes
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| On the edge and off the avenue
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| And if you want me you can find me Left of center wondering about you
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| If you want me you can find me Left of center wondering about you
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| If you want me you can find me Left of center wondering about you
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| Wondering about you, wondering about you
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| If you want me you can find me Left of center wondering about you
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| If you want me you can find me Left of center wondering about you
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| Wondering about you, wondering about you |