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Bus ride |
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Then i'm cross-town |
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I take my seat |
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And watch the streets go by |
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Traffic lights |
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Then a left hand turn |
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I'm almost to the street where you live on |
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Can i take you home...to my house |
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Can i take you home...to my house |
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Next block |
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That is my stop |
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I close my eyes visualize the day |
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Three steps |
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Two knocks on your door |
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The doorknob turns |
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My stomach burns to say |
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Can i take you home...to my house |
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Can i take you home...to my house |
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There's no wall |
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There's no ceiling shadow |
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I can finally show you |
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Without a chair without a door or window |
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To climb through |
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Can i take you home...to my house |
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Can i take you home...to my house |
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Can i take you home...to my house |
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Can i take you home |
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Can i take you home |
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Can i take you home...to my house |
