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Would it be too much to ask you for a light? |
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Or is that the kind of thing that always ends up in a fight? |
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How come you think that everybody's on the make? |
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But if we carry on this way there's got to be some give and take |
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But it's your life |
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Do what you like |
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You got this way of turning magic into lust |
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You take it all for granted, you crush it into dust |
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I see you looking but you don't even care |
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But all I want to do is run my fingers through your hair, through your hair |
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Oh through your hair |
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But it's your life, so do what you like |
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Because you really don't owe me |
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You really don't owe |
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You really don't know me |
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You really don't know |
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It's your life, so do what you like |
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You got this way of turning magic into lust |
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You take it all for granted, you crush it into dust |
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I see you looking but you don't even care |
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But all I want to do is run my fingers through your hair, through your hair |
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Oh through your hair |
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But it's your life, so do what you like |
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Because you really don't owe me |
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You really don't owe, you really don't owe me |
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You really don't owe, you really don't know me |
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You really don't know, you really don't know me |
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You really don't know, but it's your life, so do what you like |
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But do what you like |
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Do what you like |
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Do what you like |
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Do it! |
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Do what you like |
