conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called My Same with the following description: “My Same” is an early Adele song, written about an opposites attract-type relationship she has with a best friend, writer Laura Dockrill.
  The two had a major falling out around the time of 19’s conception, and did not reconcile until right before the release of 21. Adele discussed this history (with Laura in the audience) before performing “My Same” at her concert at the Royal Albert Hall on September 22, 2011:
  
  
  
  Today, Adele and Laura remain friends. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  Aye, aye, aye-aye
  Aye, aye, aye-aye
  Aye, aye, aye-aye
  Aye, aye, aye-aye
  [Chorus]
  You said I'm stubborn and I never give in
  I think you're stubborn 'cept you're always softening
  You say I'm selfish, I agree with you on that
  I think you're giving nothing way too much, in fact
  I say we've only known each other a year
  You say, "*Pfft*, I've known you longer, my dear"
  You like to be so close, I like to be alone
  I like to sit on chairs and you prefer the floor
  Walking with each other, think we'll never match at all
  But we do, but we do, do-do-do
  But we do, but we do, do-do-do, do-do-do-do
  [Verse]
  I thought I knew myself, somehow you know me more
  I've never known this, never before
  You're the first to make up whenever we argue
  I don't know who I'd be if I didn't know you
  You're so provocative, I'm so conservative
  You're so adventurous, I'm so very cautious, combining
  You'd think we wouldn't, we do, but we do, do-do-do
  But we do, but we do, do-do-do, do-do-do-do [Bridge]
  Aye, aye, aye-aye
  Aye, aye, aye-aye
  Your, your-your, your
  Your, your-your, your...
  Favoritism ain't my thing but
  In this situation, I'll be glad
  Favoritism ain't my thing but
  In this situation, I'll be glad to make an exception (Woah, oh)
  [Chorus]
  You said I'm stubborn and I never give in
  I think you're stubborn 'cept you're always softening
  You say I'm selfish, I agree with you on that
  I think you're giving nothing way too much, in fact
  I say we've only known each other a year
  You say, "*Pfft*, I've known you longer, my dear"
  You like to be so close, I like to be alone
  I like to sit on chairs and you prefer the floor
  Walking with each other, think we'll never match at all
  But we do