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Now I don't think I love her But I get kinda thick when he calls her name Over milkshakes Sweet nothings Well, I'd like to offer her something But I feel like I don't have Anything At all Now I'm not sure I love her I have to be thick when she calls my name For a deep Enlightening chat Well, I don't know about that She probably sees it As a diversion It's my life Well, I don't think I love her She's saying goodnight from the hall He smiles He's always smiling Yeah I'm whiling Away vast tracts of time Waiting to be sown Waiting on mine Chorus Her attention is another matter-it matters