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I take the call |
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Still too late |
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I take the call |
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And I've been thinking I just can't wait |
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To take you home |
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You rather stay |
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The tracks on loan |
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And I'll be back in time to get some pay |
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I think it's made |
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Of cotton wool |
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I think it's made |
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Of fear and lies and you but you fall |
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Let's take a stretch |
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The block around |
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We'll test the depth |
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And maybe both our feet will hit the ground |
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(Chorus\) |
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Let's just get along |
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Take back what we begun |
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Don't hesitate |
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Your time is out |
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Don't make us late |
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And I'm feeling like |
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I'm talking, talking, talking, walking backwards |
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And I hesitate |
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I catch a frown that's set upon my shoulder (/) |
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Let's start a force |
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Our own brigade |
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Let's start a force |
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Destroy the source |
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And stop what we've made |
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I'll tell the truth |
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An honest swear |
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I cut the loop and trap the honest |
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Honest in a glare |
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You're off the scale |
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We're too entwined |
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You're off the scale and I'm so dead |
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But you just don't mind |
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We're heated up |
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I heard let's stay |
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The end has called |
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And I'll be sitting back to hear them say |
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(Chorus x2) |
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Let's just get along |
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Take back what we begun (x4) |