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Baby, I don't want you in my life |
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Baby, I don't need you taking time |
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Baby but I love the way you, the way you look at me |
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I don't really know you anymore |
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I love the way your hair falls all across, |
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Your pretty, pretty face when you try to hide it, |
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Every precious secret that you hold, |
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Every f*cking lie you've ever sold, |
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They're mine |
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Slipping slowly into these dreams, |
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Slipping slowly out of these jeans, |
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Slipping slowly into these sheets, |
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I love the way the light, I love the way the, |
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Makes you pretty |
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I love the way the light, I love the way the, |
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Makes you pretty |
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You're so pretty |
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See the look right there, I adore, |
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When your eyes roll back, bedroom floor, |
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What do you dream of? |
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Surely not love |
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What are you afraid of? |
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The truth |
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Feel my body up against yours |
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I love the way the light, I love the way the, |
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Makes you pretty |
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I love the way the light, I love the way the, |
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Makes you pretty |
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You're so pretty |
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Slipping slowly into these sheets |
