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