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When I think of us

I don't make a fuss

Don't worry, won't shove you

In front of a bus

Please let me explain 

It's too much of a strain 

I'd much rather shove you 

In front of a train 

You must know I'm crazy

Crazy for you

My doctor said the same

So what is your name?

You're walking away?

Don't like me, do you?

Are you here today

For a lobotomy too?