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Holy cow, |
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I think I've got one here |
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Now just what am |
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I s'posed to do? |
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I've got a number of irrational fears that |
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I'd like to share with you |
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First, there's rules about old goats like me |
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Hangin' 'round with chicks like you, but |
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I do like you |
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And another one, you say, "Like" too much |
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But I'm shakin' at your touch, |
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I like you way too much |
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My baby I'm afraid |
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I'm falling for you |
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I'd do 'bout anything to get the hell out alive |
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Or maybe I would rather settle down with you |
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Holy moly, baby wouldn't you know it? |
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Just as I was bustin' loose |
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I've gotta go turn in my rock star card and get fat and old with you' |
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Cuz I'm a burning candle, you're a gentle moth |
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Teaching me to look a little bit kinder and |
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I do like you |
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You're the lucky one, no, |
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I'm the lucky one |
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I'm shakin' at your touch, |
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I like you way too much |
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My baby I'm afraid |
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I'm falling for you |
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I'd do 'bout anything to get the hell out alive |
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Or maybe I would rather settle down with you, oh |
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Holy sweeps, goddamn, you left your cello in the basement |
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I admired the glowing stars and tried to play a tune |
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I can't believe how bad |
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I suck, it's true |
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What could you possibly see in little ol' 3-chord me? |
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But I do like you and you like me too! |
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I'm ready, let's do it baby |
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I'm shakin' at your touch, |
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I like you way too much |
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My baby I'm afraid |
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I'm falling for you |
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I'd do 'bout anything to get the hell out alive |
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Or maybe I would rather settle down with you |
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Down with you |
