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