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Let me make a bet back in 1833
you were a racehorse faster than steam
you know that I am not as old and I barely ever listen
but I'll regret it when I grow up

You leave your feet
where you plant your garden
under the smokestack lights
where you're not stronger than the radio
that keeps me up all night
my superstition is alarming
I missed you but maybe you'll write

Your toy box says it all with a car that barely whispers
over astroturf on your front porch
I'm not a fan of your meatloaf
or the train outside that shivers
through the window when I stay overnight
Let me make a bet back in 1833  you were a racehorse faster than steam  you know that I am not as old and I barely ever listen  but I'll regret it when I grow up    You leave your feet  where you plant your garden  under the smokestack lights  where you're not stronger than the radio  that keeps me up all night  my superstition is alarming  I missed you but maybe you'll write    Your toy box says it all with a car that barely whispers  over astroturf on your front porch  I'm not a fan of your meatloaf  or the train outside that shivers  through the window when I stay overnight