Re: Terrific Songs A-Z
So you walk into this restaurant, all strung out from the road
And you feel the eyes upon you, as you're shakin' off the cold
You pretend it doesn't bother you, but you just want to explode
Yeah, most times you can't hear 'em talk, other times you can
All the same old cliches, is it desi, is it black?
And you always seem outnumbered, you don't dare make a stand
Make your stand
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