She was going to be a writer
You'd read her articles in Time
Passed the bar out in Chicago, now she's
Training dogs and sippin' wine
She heard he's in New York City
At some hedge fund downtown
She said "you know, I just can't see it"
But she oughta know by now
He's got a view of the ocean
And a new found routine
Yea it's true she's got a notion
But she don't know what it means
You could say it's been quite a while
It's no surprise their paths ain't crossed
He went as far as he could follow
Then for a long time he got lost
In a view of the ocean
And a new found routine
Yea it's true he's got a notion
But he don't know what it means
Bellied up in Petaluma
He gives a nod to Randall Smith
Sippin' something Lagunitas
Contemplating on some myth
And a view of the ocean
With a new found routine
Yea it's true he's got a notion
But he don't know what it means, what it means
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