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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.


Maybe 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 until you cry,
And after that you don't ask why
You just don't argue anymore.


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.


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.

And they only hit until you cry
And after that you don't ask why
You just don't argue anymore.


Sung by Suzanne Vega