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You looked to me and I looked back, |
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Serious as a heart attack, |
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Plastic cups and dishes stacked and you. |
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You tell me I drink too much, |
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But I tell you that's just your crutch that comes up when I'm having more fun than you. |
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And every time I try, you shatter like a neon light. |
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Give yourself to me yourself to me yourself to me when you're around. |
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Won't you give yourself to me yourself to me yourself to me don't drag me down. |
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Another night of making eyes, of low-cut jeans and .... tight, you grab my hand just like it's time to go. |
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Just as quick I'm getting up, turn your back I fill your cup, I guess you've got us lined up in a row. |
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And every time I try, you don't put up much of a fight. |
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Give yourself to me yourself to me yourself to me when you're around |
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Won't you give yourself to me yourself to me yourself to me don't drag me down, don't drag me down, don't drag me down. |
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You went by, you take your time but I know not to give you mine cuz I already stood in line for you. |
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And now we're both just sitting here, I'd let you drive but you can't steer -- you're lucky I've got nothing else to do... to do... |
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Give yourself to me yourself to me yourself to me when you're around |
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Won't you give yourself to me yourself to me yourself to me don't drag me down, don't drag me down, don't drag me down. |