Outside, Looking In
(can be spoken or sung in rhythm)
Unrequited is the game
not meant to be is my name
round n' round is how it goes
where it stops i think i know
even though i hope i'm wrong
i just can't stop the same old song
on the outside looking in
plus i'm drinking the same old gin
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