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| Well, you shouldn't be sorry, you're the one who left. Listen... uhm... I'm gonna be late for work... Bye. |
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I guess that's déjà vu, Cause you moved to west L.A But I thought: "this can't be true". Or New York or Santa Fe On the other side of a street I knew, Stood a girl that looked like you. Or wherever to get away from me. |
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Because I really fell for you. Oh, but that one night and frankly scared as hell cause I was all through. Was more than just right. I didn't leave you Oh, I was overwhelmed |
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Looking for a two-ply Hefty bag to hold my love. Just a shy guy I'll be there for ya. This is not a drive by. Oh, I swear to ya |
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The way you do me. Everything is groovy. This is not a drive by. Oh, I swear to ya They don't like it. Sue me When you move me I'll be there for ya. |
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On the other side So let's skip of a downward spiral, But now here you are again, My love for you went viral. you drove away. the more-than-friends-at-last. the how-you've-been And I loved you every mile And get down to |
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Is still the highlight. Oh but that one night until I came to, fell for you. And I was overwhelmed I didn't need you Because I really and frankly scared as hell |
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Just a shy guy This is not a drive by. I'll be there for ya. They don't like it. Sue me When you move me Oh I swear to ya Everything is groovy. Looking for a two-ply The way you do me. Hefty bag to hold my love. |
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There's nothing up my sleeve Please believe But love for you, That when I leave To get my head together too. And a little time This is not a drive by. Oh I swear to ya I'll be there for ya. |
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Cause... But I thought I guess that's déjà vu, On the other side This can't be true Stood a girl That looked like you. Of a street I knew |
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Just a shy guy Hefty bag to hold my love. I'll be there for ya. This is not a drive by. Oh. I swear to ya looking for a two-ply |
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The way you do me. They don't like it. This is not a drive by. Sue me I'll be there for ya. When you move me everything is groovy. Oh I swear to ya |
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