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