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It took a long time to wait |
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I had nothing |
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I wanted the world |
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And your ride |
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What's up, what's up |
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Are you still there |
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What's up |
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What's up, what's up |
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Are you still there |
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What's up |
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I wish I was you sometimes |
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I wish I'd make the call |
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I thought my looks would make it last |
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(What a thing to say) |
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But in your play |
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We sell it your way |
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Perfect is as perfect does |
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We weren't hurting anyone |
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You know how songs can make you cry |
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Well this one won't |
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'Cause nothing will |
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But I'll be wandering still |
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I could of not been here in all this mess |
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I coulda been blacker and older and dead |
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I coulda built up and out 'stead of flat |
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I coulda coulda coulda |
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But here I am |
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What's up what's up |
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Are you still there |
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What's up |
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What's up what's up |
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Are you still there |
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What's up |
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You owe me nothing |
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And that's already what I had |