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I can't fall down on my knees |
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(I thought you loved me) |
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And apologise to you |
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(If you really loved me you would of stayed with me) |
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(And apologised to me that's all I asked for) |
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'Coz that aint my style |
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(Well, let me hear what you had to say earlier) |
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I remember how we met, it was on the train |
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How could I forget you smiled and looked at me? |
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The soft of your lips, they captured me |
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The whole ride down we kept our eyes on each other |
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And then we sat, down together |
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You gave me your number, said, "Give me a call" |
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I thought I wouldn't call at all |
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Here we are, fell in love like hand to glove |
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Pure bliss from above |
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Now all we seem to do is fuss and fight |
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We never seem to get it right |
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See there's too much fire, so much desire |
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So it took a little time to take me higher |
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I'm sorry if I hurt you and I went astray |
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I guess we gotta call it a day |
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Ha heh |
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I can't fall down on my knees |
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(On my knees) |
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And apologise to you |
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(To you) |
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'Coz that ain't my style |
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(That ain't my style) |
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I can't fall down on my knees |
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(On my knees) |
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And apologise to you |
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(To you) |
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'Coz that ain't my style |
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(That ain't my style) |
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I remember one night when we were home alone |
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You were on the sofa, I was on the phone |
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You overheard me call out my best friends name |
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That's when you went crazy, started going insane |
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Grabbed the phone from my hand |
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Backed me against the wall |
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Shouting and asking who was on the call |
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You wouldn't believe me when I said it's just a friend |
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That's when all the madness began |
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You kept yelling wild, I fell to the floor |
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Crying in hysteria cant try w'you no more |
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I knew you had a temper, I wish I didn't see it |
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You wanted me to be faithful, I told you I could be it |
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But that didn't stop you from putting your hands on my face |
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You simply said you had to put me in my place |
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At the end of every tunnel there's always a light |
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And the door, it sure looks right, that's why |
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I can't fall down on my knees |
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(On my knees) |
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And apologise to you |
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(To you) |
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'Coz that ain't my style |
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(That ain't my style) |
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I can't fall down on my knees |
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(On my knees) |
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And apologise to you |
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(To you) |
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'Coz that ain't my style |
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(That ain't my style) |
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He's got you begging on your knees |
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Crying in your sleep, making you believe him |
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But you're stronger than you'll ever know girl |
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You control your own world, no need to take no more |
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No need to take no more |
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Yo, heh yo I asked you to calm down |
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Asked you who was on the phone, put the horn down |
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You had a glass of wine, a Versace night gown, a lime green one |
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That I bought you for your trip from the cruise you won |
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I don't wanna fool with those male friends |
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I told you back then when we first got together |
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I don't trust those men and you did it again |
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I lost my temper laid down and wrecked the house boo |
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That's all I can remember, I'm sorry |
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I can't fall down on my knees |
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(On my knees) |
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And apologise to you |
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(To you) |
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'Coz that ain't my style |
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(That ain't my style) |
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I can't fall down on my knees |
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(On my knees) |
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And apologise to you |
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(To you) |
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'Coz that ain't my style |
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(That ain't my style) |
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I can't fall down on my knees |
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And apologise to you |
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'Coz that ain't my style |
