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I'm packing up my memories |
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And I'm gonna move all out of your heart |
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I'm turning in my keys |
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And I'm gonna move all out of your heart |
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'Cause there ain't room enough for two |
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In dreams that were made for me and you |
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I'm telling you, it's getting mighty crowded |
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Too crowded for me |
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It's getting mighty crowded |
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I'm gonna take these things of mine |
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And I'm gonna move all out of your life |
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Stop wasting my time |
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And I'm gonna move all out of your life |
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'Cause there ain't room enough for three |
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In dreams that were made for you and me |
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So you see, it's getting mighty crowded |
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Too crowded for me |
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It's getting mighty crowded |
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I'm saving you the trouble of putting me down |
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Starting on the double, yeah yeah |
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I'm gonna shop around |
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I'm gonna find another heart |
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Where I can live all by myself |
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Gonna find another heart |
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I don't have to share with anybody else |
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'Cause you don't treat me like you should |
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And hanging around this neighborhood is no good |
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It's getting mighty crowded |
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Too crowded for me, getting mighty crowded |
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I'm packing up my memories, getting mighty crowded |
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Too crowded for me, getting mighty crowded |
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Too crowded for me, getting mighty crowded |
