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