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I know so many white people
I mean, where do I start?the trouble with white peopleis you can't tell them apart
I'm so bad with names and dates and timesbut I'm big on facesthat is, except for mine
I believe you when you tell mewe've met beforethis time you've got my interestthis time you've got the floorwhy don't you go and tell me something
I don't already knowgive me something to remember you bywhen you go
I eat too much
I laugh too longmaybe I'll like too much of youwhen I'm gonelet's go over to the windowand sit in the neon lightlet's go out walkingyou know, it's garbage nightlet's go down to the east riverand throw something insomething we can't live withoutand then let's start againthe more you talkthe more I getthe sense of somethingthat hasn't happened yetthe more you talkthe more I want to knowthe way I'll remember youwhen I go
I eat too much
I laugh too longmaybe I'll like too much of youwhen I'm gone
I am so many white people
I mean where do I startthey've got lots of personalities
I just can't tell them apartand I never remember anythingexcept for those thingswhich I never forget you knowthere's no in between
I'm big on your faceyeah it's big in my mindyou're like the rest of the human raceyou're one of a kind
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