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