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you're the one stepping on the back of my shoes |
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You're the one using me as a muse |
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You're the one with the jet pack strapped to your back ready to go |
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It's you and her and nobody else the lights are low and she's so ready |
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You're already on your way to the door |
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You're at the bar the tender gives you a free drink and winks, she's perfect |
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You sweat bullets, spill the drink and you leave |
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Everyone leaves the party except a gorgeous twenty something, you turn and run |
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You call me up |
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You're the one stepping on the back of my shoes |
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You're the one using me as a muse |
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You're the one with the jet pack strapped to your back ready to go |
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So the way you act, is it just an act or some strange courtship ritual |
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A habitual nervous reaction |
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Hey it's just me, set yourself free, why don't you let me know what's going on |
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Inside your cluttered head |
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You're the one stepping on the back of my shoes |
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You're the one using me as a muse |
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You're the one with the jet pack strapped to your back ready to go |
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What the hell are you talking about is that what you would say |
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If i were to wonder out loud would it make you turn away |
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Just a curious question |
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If it was you and me and nobody else would you want me to want to be ready to go |
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Would you want to take the lights down low |
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You're the one stepping on the back of my shoes |
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You're the one using me as a muse |
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You're the one with the jet pack strapped to your back ready to go |
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Hey it's just me, set yourself free, why don't you let me know what's going on |
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Hey it's just me, set yourself free |
