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For your birthday she sent you a card |
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She didn't sign her name, she gave an autograph |
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And now she's trying to call your bluff |
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Is she your true love? |
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We knew the boy that went from morn' to ten? |
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She asked matter of fact had he blown off his head |
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He was uncomplaining as a tree |
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Not a thing like me |
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Well, you're not a teenager, so don't act like one |
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Sure she is heartbreaker, does she have one? |
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Is it down to me? Down to me |
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But will we speak? |
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I went for a stroll after dark |
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I thought of you and how I was staring at the black |
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I didn't have you down for being easily lead |
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Girl, you were lead |
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Well, you're not a teenager, so don't act like one |
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Sure she is heartbreaker, does she have one? |
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Is it down to me? Down to me |
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But will we speak? |
