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Trouble is your middle name |
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That's a dangerous place to be |
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Within your mis-en-scene |
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There is no sobriety |
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No dancing in the street |
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No roaming on your phone |
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Your taste is bitter sweet |
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And your Facebook is your home |
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Love love you fit me like a glove |
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Love love I can't get enough |
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You make me wild and weary |
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You make me sad |
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You're Myspace now in theory |
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You're YouTube mad |
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You'll never know what it means |
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Living inside my dream |
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Visions of so many things |
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A thousand violins |
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Love love you fit me like a glove |
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Love love I can't get enough |
