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The day I first met you, |
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Oh well, I thought it quite funny, |
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Your eyes were so damn blue |
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Your smile was a drug, your style was money |
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What does it all mean? |
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Too find someone that makes a crackhead sigh, |
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Got the players on her team, |
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Oh how could I smile when all she did was say "hi"? |
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The one day when he is gone, |
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I'll get my chance to ask you out, |
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And then I'll show my colorful life, |
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My colorful life |
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I'd like to be like you, |
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With a rep like yours my little hunny, |
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I'm not sure what I can do, |
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Just know that I aint no false money. |
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What does it all mean? |
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To try so hard to get the right words out, |
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Oh I wish I could come clean, |
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I've given my all, but I have my doubts |
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That one day when he is gone, |
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I'll get my chance to ask you out, |
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And then I'll show my colorful life |
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That one day when he is gone, |
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I'll get my chance to ask you out, |
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That one day when he is gone, |
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I'll get my chance to ask you out, |
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That one day when he is gone, |
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I'll get my chance to ask you out, |
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And then I'll show... my colorful life |
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My colorful life. |
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My colorful life. |
