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