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Six thousand miles away, the first thing on my mind |
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I've not been to bed, my thoughts are racing |
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My heart is lagging behind |
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Desperate times call for double measures |
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The drinks ae going down alleviating the pressure |
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Just to see you for a second now, if only I could |
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Just to breathe the same air, then you know that I would |
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A needle in the heart from a silhouette |
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She could've been you but for the cigarette |
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When back, will you dig your heels in? |
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Dig your heels into my back? |
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Scratch your name upon my lips |
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Take the belt from off your hips |
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A needle in the heart from a silhouette |
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She could've been you but for the cigarette |
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A needle in the heart from a silhouette |
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She could've been you but for the cigarette |
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When will I see you again? |
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When will I see you again? |
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When will I see you again? |
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When will I see you again? |
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When will I see you again? |
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When will I see you again? |
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When will I see you again? |
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When will I see you again? |
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Scratch your name upon my lips |
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Scratch your name upon my lips |
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Scratch your name upon my lips |
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Scratch your name upon my lips |
