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My heart has been my teacher and |
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I've learned quite a lot |
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Listened while |
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I could and tried not to get caught |
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In the boom badum, badum, badum, badum |
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My heart is bound in the leather like the book you sent |
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I filled it with words and |
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I'll pen them again |
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Drip, by drip, by drip, by drip, by drip |
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Do yourself a favor, find a way to get away |
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Hit me with your car, hit me with your best shot |
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I'll be standing there on the sidewalk waiting to see |
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What it is that you got |
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Do yourself a favor, find a way to get away |
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And when the summer sun comes you might shape up |
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Go back to being yourself and to the ones you love |
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And when the summer sun comes you might just say"I gotta find a way to get away" |
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And when the summer sun comes you might shape up |
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Go back to being yourself and to the ones you love |
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And when the summer sun comes you might just say"I gotta find a way to get away" |
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My heart has been my teacher and |
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I've learned quite a lot |
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Listened while |
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I could and tried not to get caught |
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In the boom badum, badum, badum, badum |