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I thought of the blob today |
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I thought of you |
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I thought of the mess i made again |
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How do I do it |
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Now when it leaves your hand |
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Just understand |
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I'm the one it missed |
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Right through a piece |
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I've been keepin' away |
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You really can't resist |
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I thought of the blob today |
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I thought of you |
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I thought of the mess I made again |
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How do I do it |
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I got no advice about anything |
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Just fuck it up yourself |
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Is she the kind of girl |
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That's worth getting |
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In such a sticky mess |
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If I say a word just stop me |
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Cause I relly should shut up |
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Guess I'll split now |
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Just forget you met me |
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Forget I brought it up |
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I thought of the blob today |
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I thought of you |
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I thought of the mess I made again |
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How do I do it |
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Hey girl, now walk me home |
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Just, drive me home |
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Pick me up again |
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Waiting for things to change |
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I'll rearrange stuff |
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No, not you again |
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If I say a word just stop me |
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Cause I really should shut up |
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Guess I'll split now |
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Just forget you met me |
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Sorry I fucked it all up again |
