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So he told you that you're the dream |
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That he's been searching for |
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And he told you that he'd never met |
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Anyone like you before |
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And I can hear him telling you |
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Your lips taste just like cherry wine |
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But did he tell you |
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That he's known as Johnny One Time? |
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Did he tell you that your heart |
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Would soon become another trinket |
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On his bracelet of broken hearts? |
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Did he tell you that the morning sun |
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Would find you patching up your shattered pride and |
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Searching for the missing part? |
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Did he tell you that the special love your saving |
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Will disappear in flames of shame like mine? |
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Did he tell you |
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That he's known as Johnny One Time? |
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So, he told you, that he'd never lead |
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Your heart astray |
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And he told you, that he'd love you |
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Forever and a day |
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And I can hear him telling you |
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That he's the shy and bashful kind |
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But did he tell you |
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That he's known as Johnny One Time? |
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Oh, Did he tell you that your heart |
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Would soon become another trinket on his bracelet |
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Of broken hearts? |
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And did he tell you that the morning sun |
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Will find you patching up your shattered pride |
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And searching for the missing part? |
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Did he tell you that the special love your saving |
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Will disappear in flames of shame like mine? |
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Oh, did he tell you |
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That he's known as Johnny One Time? |
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Did he tell you that your heart |
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Would soon become another trinket on his bracelet |
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Of broken hearts? |
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Did he tell you that the morning sun |
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Will find you patching up your shattered pride |
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And searching for the missing part? |
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Oh, did he tell you that the special love your saving |
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Will disappear in flames of shame like mine? |
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Did he tell you |
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That he's known as Johnny One Time? |
