These are some things I know:
She's good to me. She's younger than you.
I've visited you at Beth Israel and Bellevue.
As long as it's you, I don't mind being lied to.
These are some things I don't know:
1997 through 2002.
Why can't we leave each other alone?
Why do I wanna know more about you
Than I already know?
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