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He's got a perfect face |
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Turn away before you go and turn me on |
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I cannot look away |
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I'm stunned it's that je ne sais quoi, uh huh |
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He talks to me in my sleep |
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Does he write my songs for me? |
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Should I try to play just like him? |
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Kick it out could you show me your riffs? |
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You always measure me by him |
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Don't get me wrong |
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I'm not opposed to something big |
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I'm so sick of tests |
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Go ahead and flunk my ass' |
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Cause you don't own the situation honey |
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You don't own the stage |
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We're here to join the conversation |
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And we're here to raise the stakes |
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Now do you hear that sound |
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As the model breaks, take the stage |
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Let the image of him fade away |
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Go back and tear the pictures from the page |
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It's time for a new rock 'n' roll age |
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History will have to find a different face |
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And if you're ready for more |
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I just might be what you're looking for' |
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Cause you don't own the situation honey |
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You don't own the stage |
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We're here to join the conversation |
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And we're here to raise the stakes |
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Now do you hear that sound |
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As the model breaks, take the stage |