You guys were called Squiddd with three D's

Rehearsed above a restaurant on St. Denis

And sometimes you'd play until 3

And other times you'd argue

I hadn't planned on being at the show

Had already walked most of the way home

But suddenly the night wasn't dead in my head

Plus Destiny said she'd go

You were wearing a white t-shirt and oxfords

I hadn't seen you around

You had part of the mic cable curled in your hand when you addressed the crowd

You sang, I wanna share files with you

I wanna share files with you

You mesmerized me

I was standing at the back near the bar

And I turned to Destiny and said, "What's up with this guy?"

And she said, "He's moving back to New York."

Well, I could have stuck around to say, hi

But I was bummed you were leaving and a little bit shy

So I slipped out and down the stairs into the night

All the time singing

I wanna share files with you

I wanna share files with you

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Well, Destiny said, you and I were destined to meet

And we did one night on a Greenpoint street

I'd come out of Pete's Candy Store and into the heat of September

And I said, "Hey, aren't you the guy from Squiddd?"

And you said, "It's funny that's how you know me, it was just that one show that we did."

And I said, "What was that song you played? It went something like this"

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