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"He who forgets, will be destined to remember..."

Ben Folds - Protected

Tourists wear their wallets in high places when abroad, so as not to be ripped off in ways to which they’re not apprised.
Lawyers write some goofy terms in letters to the future, so as not to get all screwed by methods hereinafter devised;
So will I.

And I guess I will protect myself from you.
Sometimes I get so tickled I can’t talk.
But I will protect myself from you.
I’ll keep on reminding me: I’m always free to walk.

You’re not exactly what I’m looking for.
You don’t even know that when I’ve got it straight, I’m keeping it in mind.
No you’re not what I was looking for.
I just need a little bit of what you’ve got; a little bit—don’t make me laugh.

And I guess I will protect myself from you.
Sometimes I get so tickled I just can’t talk.
But I will protect myself from you..
I’ll keep on reminding me: I’m always free to walk.
Know I’m always free; free to walk. Hey.

Whatever happens between you and me today, probably will be okay, but won’t bother me.

And anyway…
I guess I will protect myself from you.
Sometimes I get so tickled I can’t talk.
But I will protect myself from you.
And I’ll keep on reminding me: I’m always free…to walk.
Free.. F-R-E-E.

You can’t, you can’t hurt me ‘cause I don’t care about you.
No I don’t give a shit, I don’t give a shit about you. Woah..

The pussy-ass… sounds of white-people… playing jazz.

These lyrics are by Ben Folds, from Protected. Posted at 3:08am on 5 June 2006.
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