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I tiptoe across the squeaky floor |
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Check to see who's around first |
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No one should see this |
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I wrap my hands around his head |
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Steady myself for the kiss |
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No one should see this |
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I close my eyes and feel the stress |
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And press my lips onto his |
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No one seems to like this |
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I open my eyes in horror |
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To see what I've done |
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It was the wrong guy |
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He was the wrong guy |
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I tiptoe across the squeaky floor |
|
Check to see who's around first |
|
No one should see this |
|
I wrap my hands around his neck |
|
Steady myself for the kiss |
|
No one should see this |
|
I close my eyes and feel the stress |
|
And press my lips onto his |
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No one seems to like this |
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I open my eyes in horror |
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To see what I've done |
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It was the wrong guy |
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He was the wrong guy |