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