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There is a boxer, a young boxer, living across the street from me

There is a woman living in my house

There’s a light in the kitchen that needs my attention

Over in the corner there’s a magazine rack

There’s a garden growing in the back

Now, what’s a poor soul to do?

Keeping track of all of this and all of that

Counting the cost and keeping track of all of this and all of that

Counting the cost and keeping track of all of this and all of that

There is a picture, a sad picture, of a little boy holding on

Maybe he’s dead now, maybe he’s alive

There’s a time to get angry and a time to be sweet

Maybe I should telephone grandmother, tell her how much I’ve been missing her

Oh, what’s a poor soul to do?

Keeping track of all of this and all of that

Counting the cost and keeping track of all of this and all of that

Counting the cost and keeping track of all of this and all of that

Counting the cost and keeping track of all of this and all of that

Counting the cost, just staying true to what it is I know to do

Fore every unkind word I spoke, counting the cost and keeping track

For all the money I kept for myself, counting the cost and keeping track

For every unreturned phone call, counting the cost and keeping track

For every prayer I locked up tight, counting the cost and keeping track

I’m done and running out of things to say

I’m running out of time to say it

Counting the cost and keeping track of all of this and all of that

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