Lots of froth please, for the photo
Yes he is from the newspaper
He doesn't want anything, do you Dave?
No, I don't mind the smoke
Just don't ask those probing questions
I do not have to sing today
Everything's going to be alright
But Dave, why do I always order
Whenever we go out somewhere to eat
Surely you have some kind of opinion? I mean,
You have opinions on every other thing.
And things look much better in my head
Your perfect body doesn't make me scared
And you're dressed all in black and white
But I see color with my eyes shut
So I'm not straight with you
It's 'cause of the interview
Why do want to talk with me anyway?
I don't have anything to tell you
But Dave, why's it always so awkward
Whenever we go out somewhere to eat?
And why do you get to ask all the questions?
Because I'd like to ask you about a couple of things
And when you ask me a harder question
I always know exactly what you're getting at
But just one simple question
I could not answer that
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"My Photo in the Newspaper" as written by Kate Miller-heidke
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