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He had a number, written on his forearm It spelled disaster He entered the club scene All hoping, all hoping for dancing He was looking, and looking so stunning His clothes reflected light, all right She sat, she sat in the backseat The car was plush but had no heat And no not no one was blushing Their technique was so damn right All right, and- He read the note in the black light He thought he read minds and was not right That line still made him seem charming His clothes were shining, shining ![]() More Modest Mouse Song Lyrics
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