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Everything was going fine |
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I thought that you were mine |
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And then I read your e-mail |
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I read between the lines |
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Feelin' paranoid |
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I heard you got another boy |
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Are you pulling me down cos the facts don't compound |
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World Trade Center Number Seven |
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Trade Center Number Seven |
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World Trade Center Number Seven |
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Trade Center Number Seven |
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Tinted windows on your van |
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Now you got that spray-on tan |
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What will I find when I go through your purse |
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Steve and Charlie's numbers or something worse |
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Got me hidin' under my bed |
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I got aluminum foil around my head |
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I read it on a blog I found |
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Said I'm goin' down |
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World Trade Center Number Seven |
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Trade Center Number Seven |
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World Trade Center Number Seven |
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Trade Center Number Seven |
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I don't wanna go down |
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For no good reason |
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Baby don't you pull me down |
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For no good reason |
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World Trade Center Number Seven |
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Don't wanna go down |
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Trade Center Number Seven |
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World Trade Center Number Seven |
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Don't wanna go down |
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Trade Center Number Seven |
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Woooah |
