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