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