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