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The Way I Am
Ingrid Michaelson

If you were falling, then I would catch you.
You need a light, I'd find a match.

Cuz I love the way you say good morning.
And you take me the way I am.

If you are chilly, here take my sweater.
Your head is aching, I'll make it better.

Cuz I love the way you call me baby.
And you take me the way I am.

I'd buy you Rogaine when you start losing all your hair.
Sew on patches to all you tear.

Cuz I love you more than I could ever promise.
And you take me the way I am.
You take me the way I am.
You take me the way I am.
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Tie A Yellow Ribbon 'Round The Old Oak Tree

I'm comin' home I've done my time
Now I've got to know what is and isn't mine
If you received my letter tellin' you I'd soon be free
Then you'll know just what to do if you still want me
If you still want me.

Tie a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree
It's been three long years, do ya still want me
If I don't see a ribbon round the old oak tree
I'll stay on the bus, forget about us
Put the blame on me
If I don't see a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree

Bus driver please look for me
'Cause I couldn't bear to see what I might see
I'm really still in prison and my love she holds the key
A simple yellow ribbon's what I need to set me free
I wrote and told her, please

Tie a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree
It's been three long years do ya still want me
If I don't see a ribbon round the old oak tree
I'll stay on the bus, forget about us
Put the blame on me
If I don't see a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree

Now the whole damn bus is cheering
And I can't believe I see
A hundred yellow ribbons round the old oak tree

I'm comin' home

Tie a ribbon round the old oak tree
Tie a ribbon round the old oak tree
Tie a ribbon round the old oak tree

Tie a ribbon round the old oak tree
Tie a ribbon round the old oak tree
Tie a ribbon round the old oak tree
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Wraith Pinned To The Mist And Other Games
Of Montreal

Let’s have bizarre celebrations
Let’s forget who forget what forget where
We’ll have bizarre celebrations
I’ll play the Satyr in Cyprus you the bride being stripped bare

Let’s pretend we don’t exist
Let’s pretend we’re in Antarctica

Let’s have bizarre celebrations
Lets forget when forget what forget how
We’ll have bizarre celebrations
We’ll play Tristan and Isolde but make sure I see white sails

Let’s pretend we don’t exist
Let’s pretend we’re in Antarctica

Maybe I’ll never die I’ll just keep growing younger with you
And you’ll grow younger too
now it seems too lovely to be true but I know the best things always do

let’s pretend we don’t exist
let’s pretend we’re in Antarctica