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Sittin' on my front stair |
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Waiting for you |
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Sit, step off the bus again |
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And again |
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When I was in my head |
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The way that I don't care |
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Hey, but you got me feelin' like a kid |
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I'm not really that way |
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So I'm not gonna pull your hair |
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I fall so hard inside the idea of you |
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That's why with you can say what I mean |
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Wanna stay but I believe, God, get me out of here |
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I fall so hard inside the idea of you |
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Oh and drunk oh me, oh |
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I've got you up again |
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Tell you what you can |
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I say, I wish I was a king |
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And you were my queen |
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It'd be okay all the way back then |
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But oh I'm not your kid |
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So I'm not gonna kick you in the shins |
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I fall so hard inside the idea of you |
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That's why with you can say what I mean |
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Wanna stay but I believe, God, get me out of here |
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I fall so hard inside the idea of you |
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Hope that you can |
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Bus stop |
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Just a kid |
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But swear I'm thinking |
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Wash my mouth out with the table water |
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I know it's wrong of me |
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But I can't stop my head |
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Oh oh, oh, yea, yea, yea |
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Now, yeah |
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I fall so hard inside the idea of you |
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That's why with you can say what I mean |
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Wanna stay but I believe, God, get me out of here |
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I fall so hard inside the idea of you |
