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She's taking her time, making up the reasons |
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To justify all the hurt inside |
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Guess she knows from the smiles |
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And the look in their eyes |
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Everyone's got a theory about the bitter one |
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They're saying |
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Mamma never loved her much |
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And Daddy never keeps in touch |
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That's why she shies away |
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From human affection |
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But somewhere in a private place |
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She packs her bags for outer space |
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And now she's waiting |
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For the right kind of pilot to come |
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And she'll say to him, she's saying |
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I would fly to the moon and back |
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If you'll be, if you'll be my baby |
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I've got a ticket for a world |
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Where we belong |
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So would you be my baby? |
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She can't remember a time |
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When she felt needed |
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If love was red then she was color blind |
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All her friends, they've been tried for treason |
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And crimes that were never defined |
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She's saying |
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Love is like a barren place |
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And reaching out for human faith |
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Is, is like a journey |
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I just don't have a map for |
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So baby's gonna take a dive |
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And push the shift to overdrive |
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Send a signal that she's hanging |
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All her hopes on the stars |
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What a pleasant dream, just saying |
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I would fly to the moon and back |
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If you'll be, if you'll be my baby |
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I've got a ticket for a world |
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Where we belong |
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So would you be my baby? |
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Hold on, hold on |
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Mamma never loved her much |
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And Daddy never keeps in touch |
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That's why she shies away |
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From human affection |
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But somewhere in a private place |
|
She packs her bags for outer space |
|
And now she's waiting |
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For the right kind of pilot to come |
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And she'll say to him, just saying |
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I would fly to the moon and back |
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If you'll be, if you'll be my baby |
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I've got a ticket for a world |
|
Where we belong |
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So would you be my baby? |
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I would fly to the moon and back |
|
If you'll be, if you'll be my baby |
|
I've got a ticket for a world |
|
Where we belong |
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So would you be my baby? |
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[Incomprehensible] |
