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There she goes again |
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Mixing melody with the memory |
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She's got a song for everything |
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Everywhere she's been everyone she's pleased |
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There she goes again |
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Mixing melody with the memory |
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She's got a song for everything |
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Everywhere she's been everyone she's pleased |
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She's not one for love |
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But she sure loves the chase |
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Don't act so amazed |
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When she drifts, when she sways |
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When she sails away, and wanders off |
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Home to |
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She don't have the hunger |
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But she sure loves the taste |
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She's spinning Gilberto and Getz |
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As she digs through your crates |
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Another sunday morning in Saturday night's |
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Saturday night's dress, Saturday night's |
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Saturday night's dress, Saturday Saturday Saturday night's |
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There she goes again |
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Mixing melody with the memory |
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She's got a song for everything |
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Everywhere she's been everyone she's pleased |
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There she goes again |
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Mixing melody with the memory |
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She's got a song for everything |
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Everywhere she's been everyone she's pleased |
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I'm too old for these drinking games |
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She's not one for lies, but she'll sure stretch the truth |
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It's the way that she smiles and winks till you're red in the cheeks, yeah |
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Until you're saying that you love bands that you can't stand |
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It's the way that she drinks, like she's cursed |
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She's dancing to The Cure |
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Until you're walking her home |
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With her shoes in your hand |
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And your sweater over her shoulders |
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Over her shoulders |
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Over her shoulders |
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Over her shoulders |
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Over her shoulders |
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Over her shoulders |
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There she goes again |
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Mixing melody with the memory |
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She's got a song for everything |
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Everywhere she's been everyone she's pleased |
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There she goes again |
|
Mixing melody with the memory |
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She's got a song for everything |
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Everywhere she's been everyone she's pleased |
|
There she goes again |
|
Mixing melody with the memory |
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She's got a song for everything |
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Everywhere she's been everyone she's pleased |
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There she goes again |
|
Mixing melody with the memory |
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She's got a song for everything |
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Everywhere she's been everyone she's pleased |
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I'm too old for these drinking games |
