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Well I'll follow you wherever |
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When you lead me by my nose |
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On another big adventure- I suppose |
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Then you lay me down in clover |
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With their petals on my back |
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I should make some time |
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To do more things like that... |
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Pre chorus/chorus |
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Won't you sing to me your poetry, |
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Won't you take me to your home, |
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Won't you be for me forever |
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So I'll never be alone |
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And just one thing... |
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If you're my queen... |
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Then it's a beautiful thing... |
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Well I'm buried in my bedroom |
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Under fourteen feet of clothes |
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I could drown in all this clutter I suppose |
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But then you're standing in my doorway |
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With a suitcase on your back |
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And it blows my mind |
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When you do things like that |
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Pre chorus/ chorus |
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Yeah, reminding me |
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Well I might be poor |
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But summers free... |
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For me, I didn't know I was sleeping |
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Pre chorus/ chorus |
