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Today another letter came I'm glad to hear from you Don't even feel like reading it: Your boyfriend, your convictions, The records you bought so long ago And the lack of real spice in your life It's not my fault That my life went on While yours has stopped Where we once left We're gonna play a show In the city that you live in I don't think I will give you a call I guess you don't even know You don't even know our name Not to speak of these four friends of mine It's not my fault... Aus Songtexte Mania