| I’m so god-damned tired of whistling
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| I’m so lonesome I could cry
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| Your eyes they look like diamonds
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| Still stuck inside the mines
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| I’ll dig 'em out
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| And I know that you are waiting around
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| To find the right man, you say
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| But the thing about taking your time
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| It takes it right back, someday
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| No one deserves my world quite like you do
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| And it’s true, I hate everything but you
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| So tonight, I’ll follow you home
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| And start up a fire that’ll keep us both warm
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| And I’ll drag my lips up your thighs
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| Wait till you open your eyes
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| When I’ll hold you real still
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| And if I can’t have you, nobody will
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| Winter was leaving early
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| That chill to the bone
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| And I kissed you every morning
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| As the wind whistled on
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| But God’s humor did too
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| When you’re as happy as this
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| Time starts to fly, it’s true
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| But I built these wings after jumping
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| Not dreaming of the sky, for you
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| And it’s all for you
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| My skin is gray too
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| And I’ll lay by your side 'till everything is rotten through
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| So tonight, we’ll celebrate life
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| Eat the best food and we’ll drink the best wine
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| And we’ll make love too
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| Dreaming every moment of you
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| Your chest against mine
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| My gun against your spine
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| And we’ll leave the world the way dreamers do
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| And it’s all for you
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| It’s all for you
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| These things that I do
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| They’re all for you
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| My skin is gray too
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| Because it’s all for you
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| And I’ll lay by your side 'till everything is rotten through |