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Last time I quit smoking |
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There was a flash of light |
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Then came a voice on my radio |
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Sent me into the night |
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Last time I was broken |
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You know it hit me |
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Face down on the floor of the discotheque |
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I saw the poetry |
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It said |
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Run run run, put your fur boots on, baby |
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So long to the beauty salon, lady |
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Run run to the beat of the song |
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And you're gone and you're gone |
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[Chorus] |
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All broken hearts baby, bring them to me |
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Fit them together they'll set themselves free |
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Legions of lovers will stand |
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And the rest is food for the beast |
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Last time I quit you babe |
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Had an epiphany |
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Bump bump of the bass from a passing car |
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Gave me some clarity |
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Run run run, get your peacock on, baby |
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Hum hum all them bittersweet jams, lady |
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Run run to the beat of the song |
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And you're gone and you're gone |
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And you're gone and you're gone |
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[Chorus x2] |
