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strummin my pain w/ his fingers
singing my life w/ his words
killing me softly w/ his song
killing me softly w/ his song
tellin my whole life w/ his words
killing me softly w/ his song

ooooo do do do

i heard he sang a good song i heard he had his style and so i came to see him
and listen for a while and there he was this young boy stranger to my eyes

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i felt all flushed w/ fever embarrassed by the crowd i felt he found my letters
and read each one outloud i prayed that he would finish but he just kept right
on

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take it the mic say:
whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh whoooooooaooooo ah ah ah ah
la la la ah la la ah ah
whoooooooo la ah ha
whoaaaaaaaaaaa la ah ah ah ah
ah ah ah ah
la ah ha ah ha ah ha ah ha

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until fade