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I've got these holes in my shoes that |
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I feel just can't be filled |
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Until I get that sway in your hips, |
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And you can give me your address. |
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And in the wake of the offer, |
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We could have another twist across the bridge, |
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If you'd stay a little later. |
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I've got these holes in my shoes that |
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I feel just can't be filled |
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Until I get that sway in your hips, |
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Then we can kiss. |
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We'll send it up. |
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We'll send it out with a light that burns. |
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Burn the sun! Burn the sun! |
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We'll burn the sun! |
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We'll burn the sun with our light! |
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We'll send it off with a light, |
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While you lie and burn the sun. |
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I can tell you're lonely, |
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Clawing at the walls. |
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I'm waiting for you. |
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Cause when you walk my heart just stops. |
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I can taste the money on the tip of my tongue. |
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I'll bring you the sun whenever you want, wherever you are. |
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Cause I've been tearing at these walls waiting for your call. |
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Cause when you walk my heart just stops. |
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And in the wake of the offer |
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We could have another twist just like this, |
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If you'd stay a little later. |
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I've got these holes in my shoes that |
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I feel just can't be filled. |
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Until I get that sway in your hips |
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And you can give me your address. |
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Until I get that sway in your hips. |
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Cause I've been trying to stay afloat but I've got these holes |