I'm on the edge of my seat In the soup of my soul In the center of time I'm in a sentimental role You're a stranger of mine And I'm a stranger of yours But I seen you in the window At the goodwill store
And I seen you in the window At the goodwill store Seen you in the window At the goodwill store Honey, open up You don't need to shut down Cause we're gonna blow the hell Outta this town
I got these really cool boots That zip up the side With a little bit of fur On the naga hide And you found a metal From the vietnam war And I seen you in the window At the goodwill store
And I seen you in the window At the goodwill store Seen you in the window At the goodwill store Honey, open up You don't need to shut down Cause we're gonna blow the hell Outta this town
And there's a lutheran lady With blueish hair We'll show you to the drawer Of underwear And I'm wondering if This camera really works And then I meet your eyes Near the fifty-cent shirts
And I seen you in the window At the goodwill store Seen you in the window At the goodwill store Honey, open up You don't need to shut down Cause we're gonna blow the hell Outta this town
And you find boxers With little blue sheep And I find a tutu I can finally keep If we've been here once You know we've been here before And I seen you in the window At the goodwill store
Well wear what you want to And wear it with pride Cause it's a big, bad, cold, hard World outside And when you're burned out Heart sick and sore We can sit down on the sofa At the goodwill store
And I seen you in the window At the goodwill store Seen you in the window At the goodwill store Honey, open up You don't need to shut down Cause we're gonna blow the hell Outta this town
I'm on the edge of my seat In the soup of my soul In the center of time I'm in a sentimental role
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