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I find my way in the five o'clock rush hour |
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As daylight slowly leaves the sky |
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I open my door to that little room |
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That we call home, oh yeah na |
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Loving arms are there to greet me |
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Tender lips are there to meet me |
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At the end of the day |
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You know it's always been that way, oh yeah na |
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Then I find my way, through the early morning traffic |
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But someone else is heavy, heavy, on my mind |
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Open the door to our favorite little coffee shop |
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Ooh yeah, the girl is right on time now, come on |
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Loving arms are there to greet me |
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Tender lips are there always there to meet me |
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And that's how I start my day |
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It's just too bad it doesn't end that way |
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(One woman's making my home) |
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One women's making my home |
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(But the other woman's making me wrong) |
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The other girl, is making me do wrong |
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I didn't mean let it get that strong, now baby |
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I got to decide where I belong |
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(One woman's making my home) |
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Sometimes I get so mixed up inside |
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(But the other woman's making me wrong) |
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I wish I could find a place to hide |
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I didn't mean, I didn't mean |
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I didn't mean to let it get that strong, now girl |
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I got to decide where I belong |
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(One woman's making my home) |
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Baby, baby, baby, baby |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah |