And you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack
And you may find yourself in another part of the world
And you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile
And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful wife
And you may ask yourself-well...how did I get here?
OK, we don't live in a shotgun shack, but some days I can't get the lyrics to this song out of my head- and I am not Talking Heads fan either (for the record).
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