| Oh lover, when you call me out
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| Pull me up to ground, mouth to mouth
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| Oh lover, when you call me out
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| And I’ve changed a lot since then, ask my friends
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| The crying stopped, on top of that, my eyes forgot
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| An old flame who got her hips on a bucket list
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| And times missed every night since we first kissed
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| Oh lover, when you call me out
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| Pull me up to ground, mouth to mouth
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| Oh lover, when you call me out
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| Do you feel like breaking my fall?
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| Love, I feel like nothing at all
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| And if you feel like breaking my fall
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| You can tell me, «boy, I want more»
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| And I’ve changed a lot since then, ask my friends
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| My clothes, my frame, I’ve spent enough but feel the same
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| Well in times change, bodies go while mine remains
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| Now her laughter’s a rhyme, shoulder melody, neck the first line |