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Sometimes |
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I wish that I was the weather |
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You'd bring me up in conversation forever |
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And when it rained I'd be the talk of the day |
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Oh sometimes |
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I wish that I was a cold beer |
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I'd rest assure that you would hold me near |
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I'd be guaranteed to be just what you need |
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And there could be no other way |
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'cause you're so, you're so lame |
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Your tired words are all, they're all the same |
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And I would walk, and I'd surely walk away |
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If I wasn't such a sucker for you |
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Sometimes |
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I wish that I was a bong hit |
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You'd let me in and you would love every minute |
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And tell the room the things I did to you |
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Oh, and there could be no other way |
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'cause you're so lame |
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Your tired words are all |
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Your tired words are all the same |
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And I would walk, you know I'd surely walk away |
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If I wasn't such a sucker for you |
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I see your world with rosy-colored glasses on |
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Wanna right what I see wrong |
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I could never have that power over you |
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Someday |
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I'm gonna pack up and leave this town |
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I'm gonna get my own things going on |
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And when I do, I'll forget about how.... |
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You're so, you're so lame |
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Your tired words are all |
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Your tired words are all the same |
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I would walk, you know I'd walk away |
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If I wasn't such a sucker for you |
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I wasn't such a sucker for you |
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I wasn't such a sucker for you |
