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talked soft |
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so you'd fall asleep |
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cook you dinner |
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but you would not eat |
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your sharp mouth forgets when you swore |
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god damn, you wouldn't do it again |
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but i |
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bend back |
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with an eye |
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full of mud |
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and i take it on the chin |
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and then i patch you up |
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but all these years, my feet asleep |
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move them around |
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that they might breathe |
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and oh, so little time |
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ah ah ah, i have gone old |
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this shock |
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this shock and awe |
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come back to see me |
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i know they have a rainy season |
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come back to see me |
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i know they have a rainy season |
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you |
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you are mine |
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so i never would mind |
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i work my arms so hard |
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just to give you an airplane ride |
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and all these years, my feet asleep |
|
move them around |
|
that they might breathe |
|
and oh, so little time |
|
ah ah ah, i have gone old |
|
this shock |
|
this shock and awe |
|
all these years, my feet asleep |
|
move them around |
|
that they might breathe |
|
and oh, so little time |
|
ah ah ah, i have gone old |
|
this shock |
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this shock and awe |
