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You and I |
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Travel to the beat of a different drum |
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Can't you tell |
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By the way I run |
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Everytime you make eyes at me |
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You moan and cry and say it'll work out |
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Honey child, I've got my doubt |
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You can't see the forest for the trees |
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Oh but don't get me wrong |
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It's not that I'm knockin' |
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It's just that I'm not in the market |
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For a girl who wants to love |
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Only me |
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I ain't saying you ain't pretty |
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All I'm saying is I'm not ready, |
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Ready person, place or thing |
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To try and pull the rein in on me |
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So goodbye I'll be leavin' |
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I can see no sense in cryin' and grievin' |
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And we'll both live a lot longer if you live |
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Without me |
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Oh but don't get me wrong |
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It's not that I'm knockin' |
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It's just that I'm not in the market |
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For a girl who wants to love |
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Only me |
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I ain't sayin' you ain't pretty |
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All I'm saying is I'm not ready, |
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Ready person, place or thing |
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To try and pull the rein in on me |
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So goodbye I'll be leavin' |
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I can see no sense in cryin and grievin' |
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We'll both live a lot longer if you live |
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Without me |
