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I never had a moment, anybody waits in line |
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But I'd kill for this feeling, then again |
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Seen you drenched in rubber |
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Pushing at your clothes, so frightening |
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You made for the day, you're getting out |
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Far, and I'm in love again |
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Far, 'cause I'm going to wear it out |
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Far, and I'm in love again |
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Far, 'cause I know no one's going |
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To show you how, but I found out |
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I never thought to question leather in a wholesome way |
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Now it's burning in my brain now put it away |
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Dressed you in cardboard box to suit the time of day |
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But I never get the chance to wear it out |
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Far, and I'm in love again |
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Far, 'cause I'm going to wear it out |
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Far, and I'm in love again |
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Far, 'cause I know no one's going |
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To show you how, but I found out |
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No one's going to tell you why, but I've got |
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Completely disgraceful |
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You're crying a watering something |
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Far, and I'm in love again |
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Far, 'cause I'm going to wear it out |
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Far, and I'm in love again |
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Far, 'cause I know no one's going |
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To show you how, but I found out |
