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