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Well i'm sick of hanging out on the street |
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Every saturday night with the boys |
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Listening to the radio's big beat |
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We crank it just to hear the noise |
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Yeah we talk about the girls, girls, girls |
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And we talk, talk, talk all night |
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Sure we're all romeos and casanovas |
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But we can't seem to get it right |
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Seems i'm making it harder and harder |
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While everybody else is doing well |
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I get confused by their bodies |
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I get tangled in their curls |
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How do you talk to girls |
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How do you talk to girls |
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What's a poor boy to do |
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Tell me how do you talk to girls? |
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How do you talk to girls? |
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I see this girl over there right away |
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I'm trying to think of something to say |
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Well i think i'll have one more drink |
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I'll be ready to make my play |
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But this guy moves in and he talks to her |
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And she nods her head |
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Well i'm used to missing out on the girl |
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But i want to know what he said |
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Seems i'm making it harder and harder |
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While everybody else is doing well |
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I get confused by their bodies |
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I get tangled in their curls |
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How do you talk to girls? |
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How do you talk to girls? |
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What's a poor boy to do |
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I'm tangled up in their curls |
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How do you talk to girls? |
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How do you talk to girls? |
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Out of wisdom and out of pearls |
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Tell me how do you talk to girls |
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Am i stupid or misunderstood |
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I'd say something clever if i only could |
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We're only ten feet apart |
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But it feels like the world |
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How do you talk to girls? |
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How do you talk to girls? |
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Out of wisdom and out of pearls |
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Tell me how do you talk to girls |
