| Friday night’s your poem
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| Saturday your wet dream
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| Sunday wakes you up slowly
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| To a face that you don’t wanna see, no
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| Well, I turned you on, but I left you hungry
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| And your heart didn’t matter 'til the weekend is gone
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| Baby, you’re sure you’re getting some
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| Really didn’t matter where the candy came from, oh
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| So if the love that you’re chasing after
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| Is in the heart to be found in the out of reach
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| Well, if you break it all down
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| Take a good look around, you’d see
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| That it’s closer than you might believe
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| Should I take a number?
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| Should I wait for a day to arrive?
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| I still hear you cry on my shoulder when
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| Its not nice on what I gave you tonight
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| But I let you in but you leave me standing
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| And you wonder why I can’t relate anymore
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| Don’t you ever think of what it comes down to
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| No one has to figure out the way that I do
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| And you know I do
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| So if the love that you’re chasing after
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| Is in the heart to be found in the out of reach
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| Well, if you break it all down
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| Take a good look around, you’d see
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| That it’s closer than you might believe
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| Slow and easy
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| I’ll tell you that’s the way to go
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| It’ll change the way you see me
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| And you’ll will know it
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| And you will know
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| So if the love that you’re chasing after
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| Is in the heart to be found in the out of reach
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| Well, if you break it all down
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| Take a good look around, you’d see
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| That it’s closer than you might believe
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| Just turn around and get it |