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Amanda, how many songs do I have to writeBefore you call me up and say,"Hey, was that one about me?Maybe you'd like to talk,Or maybe you'd like to watch me paint my fingernailsOn the goodwill couch, tiny turquoise elephants,Put that cigarette out"But I haven't seen the Hudson in a whileAnd your apartment always had the best viewAnd how'd you get your guitar to sound like that?Like the fake metal frets are caughtThrough the crap that everyone's singing about these days?If you need me, I'll be on the fire escapeBut you won't, and I doDo you remember Halloween?Eating candy on your stoop?Kevin's friend said he thought I was cuteAnd you did, tooBut I haven't seen the Hudson in a whileAnd your apartment always had the best viewSongtexteAnd I woke up wet,My salt water breath would taste good on your legsAnd the Amtrak lines split and divideThey are taking me awayAnd the Amtrak lines split and divideThey are taking me awayAnd the Amtrak lines split and divideThey are taking me away Aus Songtexte Mania