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  1. Blue

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Take my mind off of my cell phone.
Can't you see, the cellophane has taken me.
You're no bobby ray, you're no cheap state.
I cannot recall the last time I felt this way.

Sitting on my bathroom floor
My nose is bleeding yeah
All I think of is you
My Baby Blue

You make me sentimental the way you brush your teeth
The paint is peeling of my brain and underneath my feet
I still get nervous when you look at me
You have no clue what it does to me

Sitting on the edge of your bed
My stomach's queazy
All I think of is you
My baby blue

Sitting on your bathroom floor
My nose is bleeding
And all I think of is
You my baby blue