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Musical: High Fidelity
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Rob: Laura! Answer the phone. Answer the phone! For fuck's sake won't you Answer the fucking phone! Laura: Hello? Rob: Oh, hi. It's me. Rob. Laura: Rob, where are you? Rob: Laura, listen, I just want to say-- Laura: Actually, I can't really talk right now-- Rob: (interrupting) No--no--wait--no! I think you're running! You're running scared, little girl! From the sharp point each Relationship hits So you feel the need to blow it to bits But soon, you're gonna wake and see You can run, little child, But you'll never be free! No you'll never be free...no no no! Have your fun, little child Don't you worry 'bout me! Oh God! Don't leave me Rob and exes: Cryin' in the rain! I'm always cryin' in the rain! God I hate cryin' in the rain! Rob: I see you through the window Looking so drawn and pale Oh how can you stand to be manhandled By that Steven Segal ponytail? Rob and exes: You needed to experiment And dickhead fit the bill But he doesn't love you And he'll never understand you Like I will, like I will! Rob: You can run, little child But you'll never be free! No you'll never be free No no no! Have your fun, little child-- Don't you worry 'bout me! Don't you worry 'bout me No, no, no! Hello? Hello? Laura! Rob with exes: Don't leave me cryin' in the rain! I'm always cryin' in the rain! God I hate cryin' in the rain! Rob: Lau-raaaa!
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