| I’ll jump the 45 to meet you, later
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| So we can have a night alone
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| You’ve never looked so inviting as tonight, babe
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| Glad it’s me that takes you home
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| But I think you will be the death of me
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| You’ve always seemed to have the best of me
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| It’s so hard to know, so hard to tell
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| When all I want is a ride on the carousel
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| On the carousel
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| It feels like I’m eroding, that I’m melting
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| Life’s become a lucid dream
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| Where my heart’s imploding,
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| I can barely breathe
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| But I think you will be the death of me
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| You’ve always seemed to have the best of me
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| It’s hard to know, so hard to tell
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| When all I want is a ride on the carousel
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| On the carousel
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| Can’t get enough
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| Can’t get enough of you babe
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| Can’t get enough abuse
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| My body’s numb
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| Oh and my mind is aching
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| Can’t get enough abuse
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| But I think you will be the death of me
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| You always seemed to have the best of me
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| I can’t be stopped, it can’t be helped
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| When all I want is a ride on the carousel
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| On the carousel |