Pick a Gripe

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There she goes
 Look at her
 I can't wait for much longer
 Who's that guy
 That she's with
 He looks like me, only stronger
 There's a collection of gripes in my hat
 Pick a gripe
 Any gripe
 Pick a friend, friends forever
 Look at her
 She's my type
 Very cute, very clever
 There's a series of doubts to destroy
 We were laughing, we were waiting
 What else is there to do
 You had trouble, concentrating
 I had trouble too
 We're so busy celebrating
 I forgot to celebrate you
 Your biggest regret is in your hands
 I'll never forget or understand
 There's a line
 I could cross
 But instead, I stare at it
 'Cause what was mine
 Had been lost
 I was fine, she had had it
 There's a collision of clouds overhead
 We were laughing, we were waiting
 What else is there to do
 You had trouble, concentrating
 I had trouble too
 We're so busy celebrating
 I forgot to celebrate you
 Your biggest regret is in your hands
 I'll never forget or understand

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Duration
04:52
Key
5
Tempo
167 BPM

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