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Why could |
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I not speak? |
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You're not so unique. |
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My eyes stayed on the floor. |
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I make a little suggestion, before |
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I pop the question. |
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But I was far too out my face. |
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I was out my face. "It's the first time in ages I've actually had the guts to ask, but I'm feeling particularly confident tonight, if you know what I mean. But that's the thing - You don't know what I mean. The reason I fancy you in the first place is is the same reason we won't get on, you're just not into it. I mean, you're cute and you're innocent and you're nice and all that, but you barely even drink." |
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No meeting was |
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I granted. |
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But now the seed's been planted. |
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And now you're in the know. |
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Too steaming too impress. |
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Not a know, not quite a yes. |
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You ask if that's okay. |
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I suppose it's okay. |
