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Şarkı Sözleri We've never spoke in three weeks, man And it's starting to freak me out I hope there's no one gelling my bird together With all their sweet and utter charm We've flown around the world together We've seen a massive range of sick bags even in Baghdad Call myself your lad but seemingly your sad Oh, oh, oh