You say I sing like Dylan
But I’m a little more tone deaf,
I don’t need a voice coach
I need a voice ref.
I serenade you by your window
As bystanders gawk
But I won’t resign my post
Even if the crowd will mock.
If you call the police
I’ll be booked
But if love is a crime
I’ll be a happy crook.
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