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