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Be nice to me |
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Don't you understand when |
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I get home |
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I need to breathe |
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Don't try to comfort me 'cos |
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I'm not home |
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Right now |
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I can feel the heat within your fire breath |
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So hold me down |
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I'm not responsible for my actions now |
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Oh no Cloud nine is a place |
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Like a smile on your face |
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Or a warm embrace |
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I'm picking up all the pieces |
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No particular time and |
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I'm on cloud nine |
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Don't tell me your sorry |
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I can hear you whistling at my door |
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But I won't let you in |
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You can huff and puff and blow my door in |
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Right now, wohohoh! |
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Cloud nine is a place |
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Like a smile on your face |
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Or a warm embrace |
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I'm picking up all the pieces |
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No particular time and |
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I'm on cloud nine |
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Don't tell me your sorry |
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Cloud nine is a place |
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Like a smile on your face |
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Or a warm embrace |
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I'm picking up all the pieces |
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No particular time and |
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I'm on cloud nine |
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Don't tell me your sorry |
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On cloud nine |
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The cuckoo and me are doing fine |
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Though I cough and |
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I splutter and |
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I scream at night |
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You've not kept this fire alive |
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I'm on cloud nine |
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Cloud nine is a place |
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Like a smile on your face |
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Or a warm embrace |
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I'm picking up all the pieces |
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In no particular time |
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I'm on cloud nine |
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Don't even tell me your sorry |
