easy, baby
I cannot be sad looking at you
I cannot be sad listening to you
I cannot be sad thinking of you
I have tried, I have tried, I have tried
All I can ever be in your presence
Is happy to be alive
And yet they ask me
why I still mess around with that boy
Why do you think?
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