White Stripes

White Stripes - A Boy's Best Friend

I just don't feel it in this place

Their thoughts cast me out of here

Their home has run out of space

My mind's already out of here

Won't you come along, dear?

Won't you come along?

Words that are spoke alone

Phrases you will never hear

Empty rooms and a telephone

That I will never use

Never fear

I am all alone, dear

I am all alone

My dogs come sit next to me

A pack of dogs and cigarettes

My only friends speak no words to me

But they look at me and they don't forget

That a boy's best friend

Is his mother or whatever has become his pet

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