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Something sweet in your nose |
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Tells you where to go |
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Seems as if you're never on your own |
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So you sneak just to see what it is |
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it's the heat, or maybe its just a kiss. |
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i may not be concerned |
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but i care, if she is there |
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to die for you |
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would she die for you |
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be there in your gloom |
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when you're calling her name |
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untill the end |
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'till the end of the noon |
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is she crying your gloom |
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or does she sink with the day. |
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good? is it good? |
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are you understood? |
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do you wear the shoes you wore before? |
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do you sleep with your thumb in your mouth? - anymore? |
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did you protect your core? |
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and i may not be concerned |
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but i care, if she is there |
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oh, to die for you |
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will she die for you? |
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be there in you're gloom |
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when you're calling her name |
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untill the end |
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'till the end of the noon |
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is she crying your gloom |
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or does she sink with the day. |
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oh to die for you |
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will she die for you |
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be there in you're gloom |
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when you're calling her name |
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untill the end |
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'till the end of the noon |
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is she crying your gloom |
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or does she sink with the day. |
