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(Dan Messe) |
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Leave my station where |
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I stood To lay for a while with you |
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I got shadows snapping at my tail |
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Who say I'm no damn good |
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But that's just halfway true |
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All that I'm good for is you |
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You know I play with all those strays |
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Prowling outside your door |
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It's the scraps of love you throw my way |
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That have got me on all fours |
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It's only fair you knew |
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All that I'm good for is you |
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But I'll leave it behind |
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To lay down with you |
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I'll stop running wild |
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And doing what |
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I used to do |
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My whole wide world is out of hand |
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So crooked it leaves me cryin' |
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But your love is straight is narrow and |
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It's keeping me in line |
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This love will see me through |
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All that I'm good for is you |
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And I'll leave it behind |
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To lay down with you |
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I'll stop running wild |
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And doing what |
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I used to do |
