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