| Remember when we used to share
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| The bachelor at your soft St. Claire
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| Freshly out your mother’s house
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| Never thought we’d make it out, of there
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| We’d make it out of there
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| Laying on that futon bed
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| Dwelling on the words you said
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| As long as we’re
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| Would rather be right here witchu, instead
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| Right here witchu instead
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| Oh, my my, saw five butterflies out the window
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| Bathin' in light
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| Like it’s their first time alive
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| Them five butterflies were dancin' like windchimes
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| By our window
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| That light was pourin' in sun
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| And that’s when I realized
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| Oh girl it won’t be long
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| Oh no it won’t be long
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| No it won’t be long
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| Oh girl it won’t be long
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| Street car was our choice chaufeur
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| All on one time base transfer
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| Up and down the avenue
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| In the aisle right next to you
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| I spoke
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| Right next to you I spoke
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| We know how to play by ear
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| So give it just a couple years
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| These tracks might meet us 'round and 'round
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| Soon enough they’ll take us out, of here
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| And we’ll make it out of here
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| Oh, my my, I saw five butterflies
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| Out the window
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| Bathin' in light |
| Like it’s their first time alive
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| Them five butterflies were dancin' like windchimes
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| By our window
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| That light was pourin' in sun
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| And that’s when I realized
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| Oh girl it won’t be long
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| If we, we start a family
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| They’ll see, how far we’ve come
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| Then we, we can say finally
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| I know, it won’t be long
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| Oh my my, I saw five butterflies
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| Out the window
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| Bathin' in light
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| Like it’s their first time alive
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| Them five butterflies were dancin' like windchimes
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| By our window
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| That light was pourin' in sun
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| And that’s when I realized
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| Oh girl it won’t be long
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| No, it won’t be long
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| No, it won’t be long
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| Oh no it won’t be long
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| Oh girl it won’t be long |