Sunday, December 7, 2003

"I think I had a black wallet
In my back pocket
With a bus ticket
And a picture of my baby inside
And if I make it home alive
I've got to get my shit together
'Cause I can't live like this forever
You know I've gone too far
And I don't want to fail
I've got a new computer
And a bright future in sales."
--Fountains of Wayne, "Bright Future in Sales" from Welcome Interstate Manager

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