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Jessica's Celica
06:13
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I found a photo of Jessica’s Celica
Catch a whiff of its old coffee stains
Feel beads on the seats from the necklaces that she broke
Hear the hiss in her weird mix tapes
It’s strange the things you find in boxes of old photographs
When memories don’t line up with the truth
Though Jessica is dead, she lives on
Inside my head
As real as if I had her back at home
Yeah, so I lied at the end of the last verse
Jess, as she’s called now, still lives
And it is better, not as I once said, much worse
Jess is now married with two beautiful kids
It’s strange the things you find in boxes of old photographs
When memories don’t line up with the truth
The Celica is scrap, and I know
She won’t come back
But I knew Jessica when she was cool
Yeah, so that last part was not really accurate
Fact, both me and Jessica were squares
Saw Butthole Surfers but we couldn’t handle it
I couldn’t wait to get out of there
It’s strange the things you find in boxes of old photographs
When memories don’t line up with the truth
It wasn’t all that tragic
Not even when it happened
It was just some crap from back when we were young
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Let Me Introduce You
05:10
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Let me introduce you to my friends
I need to tell you about their band
This is too big for me alone
Let me introduce you
They’re young and smart and beautiful
They dress like no one at our school
This band could change your life
If you just listen
Put this song on your compilations
Request it at the radio station
Because when you hear this band
It will change your life
I know this song will be your favorite
But at first all your friends will hate it
One by one, you will change their minds
You will make them listen till they understand
Till the couples choose it as their special song
And when they dance, you’ll know who introduced them
Play this song all summer break
Play it until we graduate
‘Cause when you love this band
It will change your life
Where will we be years from now
We’ll keep in touch but then somehow
We will fall away
An old cassette in a cardboard box
You keep on a shelf in your garage
That you have no machine to play
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