| You’re the beach on Christmas Eve
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| Wrong place, good time, consistently
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| I feel like a walking love song
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| When you do me like that can you tell my brain turns off? |
| No
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| My favorite set of stairs is the one up to your room
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| And my heavy set of cares evaporates all around you
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| Evil comes in pairs and we like what we do
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| You’ve got me feeling like a walking love song
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| I must’ve caught you from 11:11
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| My lucky number 7
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| I try to hide with my words
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| But you just find me clever
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| I found a million places
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| You’d be worth the chases to go-oh-oh…
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| From 7−11's to California Heavens
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| I try to hide with my words
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| But you just find me clever
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| I found a million places
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| You’d be worth the chases to go-oh-oh…
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| Click your heels, I’ll take you home
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| I found your slipper in the cold
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| I feel like a played out love song
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| Since when’s it hurt so bad
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| Can you help me turn this off? |
| No
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| My favorite set of stairs is the one up to your room
|
| And my heavy set of cares evaporates all around you
|
| Evil comes in pairs and we like what we do
|
| You’ve got me feeling like a walking love song
|
| I must’ve caught you from 11:11
|
| My lucky number 7
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| I try to hide with my words
|
| But you just find me clever
|
| I found a million places
|
| You’d be worth the chases to go-oh-oh…
|
| From 7−11's to California Heavens
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| I try to hide with my words
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| But you just find me clever
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| I found a million places
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| You’d be worth the chases to go-oh-oh…
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| To go-oh-oh…
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| Let’s tangle our legs again
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| The world doesn’t need us to leave our heads
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| Let’s tie our breath in knots again
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| Nothing’s complicated if we pretend
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| My favorite set of stairs is the one up to your room
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| And my heavy set of cares evaporates all around you
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| My favorite time to stare’s when my eyes are on you
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| You’ve got me feeling like a walking love song
|
| I must’ve caught you from 11:11
|
| My lucky number 7
|
| I try to hide with my words
|
| But you just find me clever
|
| I found a million places
|
| You’d be worth the chases to go-oh-oh…
|
| From 7−11's to California Heavens
|
| I try to hide with my words
|
| But you just find me clever
|
| I found a million places
|
| You’d be worth the chases to go-oh-oh…
|
| To go-oh-oh…
|
| My favorite set of stairs is the one up to your room
|
| And my heavy set of cares evaporates all around you
|
| Evil comes in pairs and we like what we do
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| You’ve got me feeling like a walking love song |