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