JOIE DE VIVRE LYRICS
"Wait Wait Wait... How Soon Is Now?"
A small piece of paper with your name written on it
Is all that's left from this box I found.
I've made something better from those old maps of the Midwest that I saved for years.
I could never miss anything quite as much as that summer ending and you on the phone.
I was living with my parents still. And you always driving everywhere we went...
I can almost sing those songs the same. It wasn't fair for them to tell you all about me.
It wasn't right for me to tell you all I knew.
Yeah, I can call them right sometimes, but I'd never call myself fucking secure.
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JOIE DE VIVRE