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Since my heart is golden |
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I've got sense to hold in |
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Tempted just to make an ugly scene |
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No I'm not as proper |
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My money's in copper |
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Ripped down from the brownstones to the street |
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Listen, I'm your friend, don't quote me |
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But not a friend worth noting |
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Yes, please don't ever note me as your friend |
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Who says we have cold hearts? |
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Acting out our old parts |
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Dance before my favorite little scene, oh oh oh oh |
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I get carried away, carried away, from you |
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When I'm open and afraid |
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Cause I'm sorry, sorry 'bout that |
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Sorry 'bout things that I've said |
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Always let it get in my way |
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All your appeal, once again we'd feel |
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Higher education making sense |
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Justify your thesis, certain that you need this |
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Tell me what your point is in defense |
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I get carried away, carried away, from you |
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When I'm open and afraid |
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Cause I'm sorry, sorry 'bout that |
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Sorry 'bout things that I've said |
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Always let it get in my way |
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I get carried away, carried away, from you |
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When I'm open and afraid |
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Cause I'm sorry, sorry 'bout that |
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Sorry 'bout things that I've said |
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Always let it get in my way |
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I get carried away, carried away, from you |
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When I'm open and afraid |
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Cause I'm sorry, sorry 'bout that |
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Sorry about things that I've said |
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Always let it get in my way |
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I get carried away, carried away, from you |
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When I'm open and afraid |
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'Cause I'm sorry, sorry 'bout that |
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Sorry 'bout things that I've said |
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Always let it get in my way |
