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She's always around and under my skin |
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Watching her move how she tells a story |
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It's only a dream of lovers and lies |
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She's cruel and she's free like television |
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She's in my head |
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Like television |
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She's in my head |
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We fall into bed our tongues are tied |
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Her lips and her eyes are so disarming |
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And when we embrace she pulls me inside |
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I wake up alone with television |
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Crawl around the story |
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Oh, how the waves wash over me |
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Lost inside her story |
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She's in my head |
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Like television |
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She's in my head |
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She shows me the world i see through her eyes |
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The beauty of brave new understanding |
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It's only a dream of lovers and lies |
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I carry with me in all my vision |
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She's always around and under my skin |
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Watching her move how she tells a story |
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And when we embrace she pulls me inside |
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She's cruel and she's free like television |
|
Crawl around the story |
|
Oh, how the waves wash over me |
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Lost inside her story |
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She's in my head |
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Like television |
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Like television |
