(the) Door by Lemonheads
Baby when I think of all my yesterdays
when I dream about tomorrow
when I recount my joys
when I remember my sorrows
sometimes a man gotta say what he's gotta say
I ain't hangin' around no more
tonight I'm packing up my Samsonite
and I'm walking right out the door
you know there's been some good times babe
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