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