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Help me |
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I think i'm falling in love again |
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When i get that crazy feeling |
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I know i'm in trouble again |
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I'm in trouble |
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'cause you're a rambler |
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And a gambler |
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And a sweet-talking ladies' man |
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And you love your lovin' |
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But not like you love your freedom |
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Help me |
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I think i'm falling |
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In love too fast |
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It's got me hoping for the future |
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And worrying about the past |
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'cause i've seen some |
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Hot, hot blazes |
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Come down to smoke and ashes |
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We love our lovin' |
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But not like we love our freedom |
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Oh, didn't it feel good |
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We were sitting there talking |
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Or lying there not talking |
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Didn't it feel good |
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You dance with the lady |
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With the hole in her stocking |
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Didn't it feel good |
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Didn't it feel good |
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Help me |
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I think i'm falling in love with you |
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Are you going to let me go there by myself |
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That's such a lonely thing to do |
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Both of us flirting around |
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Flirting and flirting |
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Hurting too |
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We love our lovin' |
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But not like we love our freedom |
