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Yeah Yeayeah |
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Next thing |
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I knew we were in deep |
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Hold on to me, cause babe |
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I'm bout to leave |
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She said it never felt so right |
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As the time went by and |
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I was off in the night |
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She said I don't cry, tonight |
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I cried twice |
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The thought of you not by my side |
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And I find you the on the emotional type |
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Hold on to me, we can hold on for life |
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Tell me how you feel when |
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I say this, |
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Our destination is place-less |
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I never understood what it meant when |
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I said the three words that some people dread |
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That's about as real as it gets |
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I never hold back with my love and intent |
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Finally figured out what it meant |
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Now there's a spark in my heart times ten |
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Everyday Eight days a week was the song that |
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I'd play Eight times for me and eight times for the sake |
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Eight times for love and eight times for the way |
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That I can remember those days |
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You and every minute wasn't all so strange |
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See you in the spring when the patience pays |
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I'm strugglin' but hustlin' and lovin' it, always. |
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Yeah yeah |
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I wrote to her eighty-five times |
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Sometimes for her, but sometimes for my simple collection of lies |
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Sometimes to find the way up in a rhyme |
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I woke up one morning to find it was her first name on a billboard sign |
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I smiled and said damn what a trip |
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I was just yesterday |
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I had a kiss for her lips |
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Usually I don't make much of this |
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A sign's a sign it doesn't change it a bit |
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I choose to stay calm in my sleep |
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Seeing the prize on |
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April nineteenth |
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That was then, |
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I was down to a week |
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Longest seven days of my life so to speak |
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I sip up my tea so sweet |
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And my head thirsts the girl |
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I've been dying to see |
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So, everyday |
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Eight days a week was the song that |
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I'd play Eight times for me and eight times for the sake |
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Eight times for love and eight times for the way |
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That I can remember those days |
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You and every minute wasn't all so strange |
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See you in the spring when the patience pays |
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I'm strugglin' but hustlin' and lovin' it, always. |