[Verse 1]
She knew that I'd choose a short brunette in brown shoes
I ask the time and she hides her smile
[Refrain]
And when there's nothing left to use
It's a regular disease
And when there's nothing left to see
It's a regular disease
[Verse 2]
She laughs out loud when she reads
She can't see how her key fits
She's rare indeed, in here in bare feet
[Refrain]
And when there's nothing left to use
It's a regular disease
And when there's nothing left to see
It's a regular disease
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