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Yeah
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Lilac
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short
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skirt,
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the
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one
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that
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fits
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me
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like
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skin
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Did
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your
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research,
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you
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knew
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the
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price
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goin'
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in
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And
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I'll
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tell
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you
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one
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thing,
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honey
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I
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can
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tell
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when
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somebody
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still
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wants
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me,
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come
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clean
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Standin'
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at
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the
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bar
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like
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something's
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funny,
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bubbly
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Once
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you
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fix
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your
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face,
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I'm
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goin'
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in
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(Yeah)
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Whether
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I'm
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gonna
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be
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your
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wife
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or
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Gonna
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smash
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up
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your
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bike,
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I
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haven't
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decided
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yet
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But
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I'm
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gonna
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get
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you
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back
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Whether
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I'm
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gonna
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curse
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you
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out
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or
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Take
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you
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back
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to
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my
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house,
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I
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haven't
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decided
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yet
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But
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I'm
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gonna
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get
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you
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back
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I,
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I
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hear
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the
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whispers
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in
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your
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eyes
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I'll
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make
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you
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wanna
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think
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twice
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You'll
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find
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that
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you
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were
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never
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not
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mine
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(You're
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mine)
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Small
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talk,
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big
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love,
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act
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like
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I
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don't
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care
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what
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you
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did
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I'm
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an
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Aston
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Martin
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that
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you
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steered
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straight
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into
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the
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ditch
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Then
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ran
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and
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hid
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And
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I'll
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tell
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you
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one
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thing,
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honey
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I
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can
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take
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the
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upper
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hand
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and
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touch
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your
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body
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Flip
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the
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script
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and
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leave
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you
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like
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a
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dumb
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house
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party
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Or
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I
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might
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just
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love
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you
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'til
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the
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end
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Whether
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I'm
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gonna
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be
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your
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wife
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or
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Gonna
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smash
|
up
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your
|
bike,
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I
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haven't
|
decided
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yet
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But
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I'm
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gonna
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get
|
you
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back
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Whether
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I'm
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gonna
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flip
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you
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off
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or
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Pull
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you
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into
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the
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closet,
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I
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haven't
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decided
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yet
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But
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I'm
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gonna
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get
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you
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back
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I,
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I
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hear
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the
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whispers
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in
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your
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eyes
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I'll
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make
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you
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wanna
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think
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twice
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You'll
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find
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that
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you
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were
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never
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not
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mine
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(You're
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mine)
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I
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can
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feel
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it
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coming,
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humming,
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in
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the
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way
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you
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move
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Push
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the
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reset
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button,
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we're
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becomin'
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something
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new
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Say
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you
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got
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somebody
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I'll,
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say,
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"I
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got
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someone
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too"
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Even
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if
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it's
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handcuffed,
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I'm
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leavin'
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here
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with
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you
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Bygones
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will
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be
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bygone,
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eras
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fadin'
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into
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grey
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(Fading
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into
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grey)
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We
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broke
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all
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the
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pieces,
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but
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still
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wanna
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play
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the
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game
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(Oh)
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Told
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my
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friends
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I
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hate
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you,
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but
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I
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love
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you
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just
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the
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same
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Pick
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your
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poison,
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babe,
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I'm
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poison
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either
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way
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(Ha)
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Whether
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I'm
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gonna
|
be
|
your
|
wife
|
or
|
Gonna
|
smash
|
up
|
your
|
bike,
|
I
|
haven't
|
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decided
|
yet
|
But
|
I'm
|
gonna
|
get
|
you
|
back
|
Whether
|
I'm
|
gonna
|
curse
|
you
|
out
|
or
|
Take
|
you
|
back
|
to
|
my
|
house,
|
I
|
haven't
|
decided
|
yet
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But
|
I'm
|
gonna
|
get
|
you
|
back
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I,
|
I
|
hear
|
the
|
whispers
|
in
|
your
|
eyes
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I'll
|
make
|
you
|
wanna
|
think
|
twice
|
You'll
|
find
|
that
|
you
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were
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never
|
not
|
mine
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I'm
|
gonna
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get
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you
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back
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