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I think I saw you riding in a car |
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You looked happy for a woman |
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Black fingers in your mouth and a white |
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And a white pearl choker |
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My head plays it over and over |
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Don't interrupt me |
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I think I saw you reaching for a glass |
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With your lanky white arms |
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Nothing else moves that way |
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Are you kidding me? |
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My head plays it over and over |
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Don't interrupt me |
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All dolled-up in straps, all colored in |
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Now, love, where have you been? |
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Dolled-up in straps, all colored in |
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Now, love, where have you been? |
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Where have you been? |
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I think I saw you walking in the city |
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Hips like boys |
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The sun fell behind you and never stood up |
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My head plays it over and over |
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I think I heard you singing |
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Oh poor sky, don't cry on me |
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Did somebody break your heart again? |
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Oh poor sky, don't cry on me |
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Are you gonna fall apart again? |
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My head plays it over and over |
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All dolled-up in straps, all colored in |
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Now, love, where have you been? |
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Dolled-up in straps, all colored in |
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Now, love, where have you been? |
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Where have you been? |
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Oh poor sky, don't cry on me |
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Did somebody break your heart again? |
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Oh poor sky, don't cry on me |
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Did somebody break your heart again? |
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Oh poor sky, don't cry on me |
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Are you gonna fall apart again? |
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Oh poor sky, don't cry on me |
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Are you gonna fall apart again? |