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You are 18 year old girl who live in small city of Japan and
you heard me on the radio about one year ago and you
wanted to know all about me and my hobbies my favorite food and my birthdayWhy are you so far away from me?I need help and you're way across the sea I could never touch you -I think it would be wrong But I've got your letter and you've got my songThey don't make stationery like this where I'm from -
so fragile so refined So I sniff and I lick your envelope and
fall to little pieces every time I wonder what clothes you wear to school;I wonder how you decorate your room I
wonder how you touch yourself and curse myself for being across the seaAt 10 I shaved my head and tried to be a monk I thought the older women wouldlike me if I didYou see, ma, I'm a good little boy It's all your fault,momma, it's all your faultgoddamn, this business is really lame I gotta live on anisland to find the juice So you send me your love from all
around the world As if I could live on words and dreamsand a million screams Oh how I need a hand in mine, to feel