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