i'm looking for a clean spot on the counter
a place where i can make a little sandwich
and i'm sitting here at home
hoping you will hurry home
i've got a little piece of paper in my pocket
it's big enough to write to you a letter
and you say you're leaving town
and i'm jumping up and down
i've got a brain the size of texas in my cranium
and i'm smart enough to memorize your number
but i'll write it down the same
so i don't forget your name
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