LUKA
by Susan Vega
My name is Luka
I live on the second floor
I live upstairs from you
Yes, I think you've seen me before
If you hear something late at night
Some kind of trouble some kind of fight
Just don't ask me what it was (3)
I think it's because I'm clumsy
I try not to talk too loud
maybe it's because I/m crazy
I try not to act too proud
{They} only hit {un}til you cry
and after that you don't ask
{you} just don't argue anymore (3)
Yes, I think I'm okay,
walked into the door again.
If you ask that's what I'll say
And it's not your business anyway
I guess I'd like to be alone
{With} nothing broken, nothing thrown
JUst don't ask me how I am (3)
My name is Luka........
(what it was [3])
{And} after that you don't ask why
{you} just don't argue anymore (3)
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