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