In the Garden
Shooting hoops
Between Smith and Court
You will see me at the Y
You will notice me on the street
I always nod politely
You always look at your feet
It'll be raining
And you're hanging around the first floor
Getting wet and smoking
And looking at my door
Stalker, I know it's cold out
Stalker, I know I sold out
Stalker, I won't change my routine
Stalker, I hope you know what that means
You will find me
In the Garden
Shooting hoops
Between Smith and Court
You will see me on the corner
You will notice me on the stoop
Reading DC comics
And eating stale fruit loops
It'll be snowing
But you're going to go out there in a hat
Breathing steam and freezing
And looking at my cat
Stalker, I know I'm not cool
Stalker, I went to public school
Stalker, you can't be here for me
Stalker, I appreciate the company
You will find me
In the Garden
Shooting hoops
Between Smith and Court
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