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She's taking her time making up the reasons |
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To justify all the hurt inside |
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Guess she knows from the smiles and the look in their eyes |
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Everyone's got a theory about the bitter one |
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They're saying |
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Mama never loved her much |
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And daddy never keeps in touch |
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That's why she shies away from human affection |
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But somewhere in a private place |
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She packs her bags for outer space |
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And now she's waiting for the right kind of pilot |
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To come (and she'll say to him) |
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She's saying |
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I would fly you to the moon and back |
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If you'll be if you'll be my baby |
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Got a ticket for a world where |
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we belong |
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So would you be my baby |
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Ooh-ooh |
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She can't remember a time |
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When she felt needed |
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If love was red then she was colour-blind |
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All her friends they've been tried for treason |
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And crimes that were never defined |
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She's saying |
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Love is like a barren place |
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And reaching out for human faith is |
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Is like a journey I just don't have a map for |
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So baby gonna take a dive and push the shift to overdrive |
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Send a signal that she's hanging all her hopes on the stars |
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(What a pleasant dream) just saying |
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I would fly you to the moon and back |
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If you'll be if you'll be my baby |
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Got a ticket for a world where |
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we belong |
|
So would you be my baby |
|
Ooh-ooh |
|
Mamma never loved her much |
|
And daddy never keeps in touch |
|
That's why she shies away from human affection |
|
But somewhere in a private place |
|
She packs her bags for outer space |
|
And now she's waiting for the right kind of pilot |
|
To come (and she'll say to him) |
|
She's saying |
|
I would fly you to the moon and back |
|
If you'll be if you'll be my baby |
|
Got a ticket for a world where |
|
we belong |
|
So would you be my baby |
|
I would fly you to the moon and back |
|
If you'll be if you'll be my baby |
|
Got a ticket for a world where |
|
we belong |
|
So would you be my baby |
|
Ooh-ooh |
