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• Artiste: David Lamotte
• Titre: Just Like Me (Super 8)
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I work at the Super 8 Down there by the interstate I do the things nobody wants to do It keeps dinner on my plate I keep my mouth shut I'm never late To knock on doors and clean up people's rooms I can't stand this time of year It's cold and everybody here Is wishing they weren't stuck in this motel But holidays aren't much at home I'd quit living there alone Before you could ring a silver Christmas bell My mama and my brother used to laugh at me 'Cause I like the presents best when they're still underneath the tree And I can still dream about what each one might be Ain't that just like me Billy works security Sometimes he will talk to me When I get in he's almost going home We went to the same grade school He was older, I thought he was cool He disappeared and dropped out years ago If Billy'd take me out there on that highway We could leave this loneliness behind But I guess I'm just not that bold A little scared, a little old Blessed be the broken yellow line My mama and my brother used to laugh at me 'Cause I like the presents best when they're still underneath the tree And I can still dream about what each one might be I work at the Super 8 Down there by the interstate I do the things nobody wants to do