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Is that you, my |
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Lord? Hands on my knee, my |
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Lord? Fingers running up my sleeve, my |
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Lord? Asking me to leave with you? |
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Oh, my Lord |
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Is that you, my |
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Lord? Hands on my knee, my |
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Lord? Fingers running up my sleeve, my |
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Lord? Asking me to leave with you, |
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My Lord? I freaked at the festival |
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I'm almost sick again |
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Our memories are sighed away |
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All the TVs are stoned |
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It's no construct for prayer |
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Is that you, my |
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Lord? Hands on my knee, my |
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Lord? Fingers running up my sleeve, my |
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Lord? Asking me to leave with you, |
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Oh, my Lord? |
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I freaked at the festival |
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I'm almost sick again |
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Our memories are found again |
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All the telephones are stoned |
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It's no construct for prayer |
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Bitch you know it's got to bounce |
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Don't lie to me, |
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Charlies I hardly know you |
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I know enough to stay away |
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No row boat for you |
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Wishes granting |
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Out of date |
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Don't lie to me, |
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Charlies I hardly know you |
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I know enough, enough to stay away |
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No row boat for you |
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Don't lie to me, |
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Charlies I hardly know you |
