All the seasons go the same
Outside the arcade no change
Rows and rows of cars afleeing
Down the freeway come askidding
To a halt
To sit and cool
While we watch
Inside the booth
I know I know
I know what you said
Look at me look at me
I am a mess
All this way to face a woman
Posting in a tiny circle
No more touching We're a yard apart
In your seat
You're done so quickly
Outside the sun Shines brightly
I know I know
I know what you said
Look at me
Look at me
I am a superstar
I am a superstar
I am a superstar
I am a superstar
I am a superstar
I am a superstar
I am a superstar
I'm not ordinary Friend.
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