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when
written by: Tim Gallagher
10-22-2001

when i'm cold she's my toaster oven
when i'm thirsty, my seven eleven
when i'm lonely, she's my heart attack
when i'm hungry, my midnight snack
when i'm hurting she's my band-aid
when i'm bursting, my hearing aid
when i think way too much
she's my intellectual crutch
when i'm naughty, my prison
when i'm blind she's my vision
when i'm all tuckered out
she's my napping couch
when i'm poor she's my riches
when grumpy she keeps me in stiches
when i'm on the moon, she's my gravity
when i'm out of breath, she's my oxygen
when i'm bored she's my jungle gym
when i've been out of town
when i've been away for too long
she's my homecoming song


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