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I was watching |
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With one eye on the other side |
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I had fifteen people telling me to move |
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I got moving on my mind |
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I found shelter |
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In some thoughts turning wheels around |
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I said 39 times that I love you |
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To the beauty I had found |
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Well it's 1 2 3 4 |
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Take the elevator at the Hotel Yorba |
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I'll be glad to see you later |
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All I got inside is vacancy |
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I've been thinking |
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Of a little place down by the lake |
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They got a dirty little road leading up to the house |
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I wonder how long it will take |
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'Till we're alone |
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Sitting on the front porch of that home |
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Stomping our feet on the wooden boards |
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Never gonna worry about locking the door |
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Well it's 1 2 3 4 |
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Take the elevator at the Hotel Yorba |
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I'll be glad to see you later |
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All I got inside is vacancy |
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It might sound silly |
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For me to think childish thoughts like these |
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But I'm so tired of acting tough |
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And I'm gonna do what I please |
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Let's get married |
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In a big cathedral by a priest |
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'Cause if I'm the man that you love the most |
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You could say I do at least |
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Well it's 1 2 3 4 |
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Take the elevator at the Hotel Yorba |
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I'll be glad to see you later |
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All I got inside is vacancy |
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And it's 4 5 6 7 |
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Grab your umbrella, grab hold of me |
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'Cause I'm your bigger fella |
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All they got inside is vacancy |
