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It rains for days |
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So you stay inside |
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And lock your door. |
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Crying all the time |
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Crying for ... |
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You don't know what for. |
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You say your're undone by his kiss, |
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But don't you think |
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That for once in your life |
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It should be like this? |
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Your hands are tired, |
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Your eyes are blue. |
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I'm keeping you right here. |
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Whatever i have is yours |
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And it's right here. |
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Climb aboard my pony |
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Now you've been thrown. |
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Get back in the saddle |
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And let it be known |
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That you're made of steel. |
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Don't you think that |
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For once in your life |
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He should be made to feel? |
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Your hands are tired, |
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Your eyes are blue. |
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I'm keeping you right here. |
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Whatever i have is yours |
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And it's right here. |
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I know you're 32 |
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But you look 55. |
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You walk around |
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With your eyes wide open |
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But you're barely alive. |
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You say you've lost your touch |
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But don't you think |
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That for once in your life |
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He could walk without a crutch? |
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Your hands are tired, |
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Your eyes are blue. |
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I'm keeping you right here. |
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Whatever i have is yours |
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And it's right here. |
