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