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