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I've gotta big big big big heart beat, yeah |
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I think you are the sweetest thing |
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I wear a coat of feelings and they are loud |
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I've been having good days |
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Think we are the right age |
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To start our own peculiar ways |
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With good and friendly homes |
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You get me freaked freaked freaked on preakness |
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Never met a girl that likes to drink with horses |
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Knows her |
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Chinese ballet |
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Must admit you smell like fruity nuts and good grains |
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When you show my purple gaze |
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A thing or two at night |
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Make me sick sick sick to kiss you and |
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I think that |
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I woud vomit |
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But I'll do that on mondays |
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I don't have a work way |
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I like it when |
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I bump you an accident's a truth gate |
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I'm humbled in your pretty lense |
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I'll hold you don't you go |
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Sometimes you're quiet and sometimes |
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I'm quiet. |
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Hallelujah! |
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Sometimes |
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I'm talkative and sometimes you're not talkative, |
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I know...Well |
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I'd like to spread your perfume around the old apartment |
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Could we live together and agree on the same wares? |
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A trapeze is a bird cage even if it's empty and definitely fits the room |
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And we would too |
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And my dear dear dear khalana |
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I talk too much about you |
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Their ears are getting tired of me singing all the night through |
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Lets just talk together |
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You and me and me and you |
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And if there's nothing much to say |
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Well, silence is a bore |
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I've gotta big big big big heart beat, yeah |
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I think you are the sweetest thing |
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I wear a coat of feelings and they are loud |
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I've been having good days |
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Think we are the right age |
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To start our own peculiar ways |
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With good and friendly homes |
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Sometimes you're quiet, and sometimes |
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I'm quiet, hallelujah |
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Sometimes |
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I'm talkative, and sometimes you're not talkative, |
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I know...Sometimes you hear me when others they can't hear me. |
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Hallelujah! |
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Sometimes |
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I'm naked and thank god sometimes you're naked. |
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Well, hello... |
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Can I tell you that you are the purple in me? |
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Can I call you just to hear you, would you care? |
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When I saw you put your purple finger on me |
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There's a feelin' in your bottle |
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Found your bottle, found your heart |
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Gives a feeling from your bottled little part |
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Gotta crush, high |
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Thought I crushed all |
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I couldCrushed all |
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I can then |
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I touched your hand |
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Crush high |
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Don't want it to stop' |
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Cause stories of your brother make my crush high pop |
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And you couldn't really know, cause it's in my toes |
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And sometimes |
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I wonder where that crush high go |
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Crush high then |
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I go and take some pills |
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Cause I can't do all of my dos and still feel ill |
