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I got the dictionary in my hand
But I can't seem to find the word I'm looking for
I've checked every letternow I'm up to z
There just ain't anymore
I've got a million choices in my head
If I could only chose the one that says it best
I shelled out a quarter for a greeting card
Now I can't seem to get my pen to do the rest

But I know it all by heartchapter and verse
I'll quote you any partevery word
But it's so deep inside it can't be heard

I've got the sunday paper in my hand
And I've been working on the weekly cryptogram
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I know there's a message in between the lines
That's the same way I am
I got the crossword puzzle half complete
But now I need another word four letters long
It's just like the way I want a perfect fit
I can settle for less but all of them are wrong

There could be no jealousy over my poetry
It's my weakest qualityno vocabulary
I got the scrabble letters in a pile
But there could never be enough to say it all
I know you don't wanna hear the same old line
So you'll just have the read the writing on the wall