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