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One sunday mornin |
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You're acting crazy |
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Your eyes they looked foreign |
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You're out by the daisies |
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One sunday mornin |
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You're acting crazy again |
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You smoked with a grin |
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You were huffin profusely |
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You spit in the wind |
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Then tried to seduce me |
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One sunday mornin |
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You're acting crazy my friend |
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A love letter set on fire |
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A tire swing in a tree |
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And if you can't lean on delilah |
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You can lean, you can lean on me |
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One sunday mornin |
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You're acting crazy |
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We went out for breakfast |
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And you tried to save me |
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One sunday mornin |
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You acted crazy again |
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You chewed first then spit |
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You were folding your pancakes |
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You licked your lips for a bit |
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And fingered yourself with mayonaise |
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One sunday mornin |
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Some sunday mornin |
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One sunday mornin |
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You're acting crazy again |
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A love letter set on fire |
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A tire swing from a tree |
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But in this crazy world |
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You can lean, you can lean on me |
