| I picked you up in a beat-up car
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| We drove outside of town and searched for shooting stars
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| Then we rolled all the windows down
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| And bathed in the warm air
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| We drove for miles 'til we came upon
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| An empty house on a deserted farm somewhere
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| So we broke in and called it home
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| We made love on the rooftop
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| The sky was glittered with planes and blinking satellites
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| I saw the world from the reflections in your eyes
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| We told ourselves we’d never leave this paradise
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| Until the day we died
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| I’ve got what you need
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| If you can handle me
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| I’m not a millionaire but money isn’t everything
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| I’ll make it worth your while If you would crack a smile
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| All that’s left to say is «okay»
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| The lightning struck
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| It shook our bones
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| And then an old piano started playing on its own
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| So we ran down the broken stairs
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| And we burst out the front door
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| Those were the nights that we felt so alive
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| We were just kids but we were ruthless way back then
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| We told ourselves we’d never leave this paradise
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| Well, at least we tried
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| I’ve got what you need
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| If you can handle me
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| I’m not a millionaire but money isn’t everything
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| I’ll make it worth your while
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| If you would crack a smile
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| All that’s left to say is «okay»
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| I’ve got what you need
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| If you can handle me
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| I’m not a millionaire but money isn’t everything
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| I’ll make it worth your while
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| If you would crack a smile
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| All that’s left to say
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| I’ve got what you need
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| If you can handle me
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| I’m not a millionaire but money isn’t everything
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| I’ll make it worth your while
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| If you would crack a smile
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| All that’s left to say
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| All that’s left to say is «okay» |