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I'm rolling, I'm rumbling |
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Towards you |
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Railing, aiming |
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Straight for you |
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The target is your heart |
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Destination lips |
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Come on I've had enough waiting |
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Now I'm thinking of a |
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Kiss at the station |
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Oh-oh |
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Sick from being patient |
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Oh oh |
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The rain is coming down |
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And I don't know where to go |
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My brain is coming round |
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And I don't know how to tell you |
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I'm tongue-tied, un-lied |
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Addicted to you |
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Evil, useless |
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Without you |
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The target is your heart |
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Destination lips |
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Come on I've had enough waiting |
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Now I'm thinking of a |
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Kiss at the station |
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Oh-oh |
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Sick from being patient |
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Oh oh |
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The rain us coming down |
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And I don't know where to go |
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My brain is coming round |
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And I don't know how to tell you |
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I can see it coming closer every day |
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I can feel it growing further every night |
