| Ooh, champagne pourin' down
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| Arms, legs wrapped around you
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| Ooh, champagne, let it fall down
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| Arms, legs keep grabbing
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| See, I be catchin' you starin', be careful
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| The idle mind is a dangerous place to be left in
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| But keep your eyes on me
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| Yeah, your heart don’t stand a chance
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| It feels like it’s been far too long
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| Your knees can’t hold your legs
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| Your feet just want to pace
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| The eyes keep me all in a trance
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| Let me ask you
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| Would you leave it all in the back of your head
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| Or all in the palm of my hand?
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| Ain’t nobody holding you back
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| Don’t it feel like it’s been far too long, girl?
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| Your heart don’t stand a chance
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| Your knees just want to break
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| Your eyes keep me all in a trance
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| And let me ask you
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| I know the approach is so far from what you’re used to
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| But you know it
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| And do I hold a candle to the last one over your moon?
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| Baby, of course I do
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| And I’m not closing my tab
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| Don’t it feel like it’s been far too long, girl?
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| Your heart don’t stand a chance
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| Ooh, champagne pourin' down
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| Arms, legs wrapped around you
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| Ooh, champagne, let it fall down
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| Arms, legs keep grabbing
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| Two-step in the corridor
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| Spinning the greatest hits of Hall & Oates
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| Open of chronic smoke
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| I know my time will flee
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| But your heart don’t stand a chance
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| It feels like it’s been far too long
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| The moment is all that we have
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| My meter should be up by the half
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| A ticket is the least of my cares
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| So let me ask you
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| Am I dreaming?
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| Mind on a tip of a cloud
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| Or is it real as the stone in your crown?
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| Say, ain’t nobody towing my Jag
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| Don’t it feel like it’s been far too long, girl?
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| Your heart don’t stand a chance
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| I’m waiting for the white flag
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| You’re talking with the blunt in your hand
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| And won’t you pass that?
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| I know, in the morning
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| The sunlight cover your wounds
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| But I’m hoping that I look the same as the way you always knew
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| Baby, your course, I flew
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| But I’m not over what we had
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| Don’t it feel like it’s been far too long, girl?
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| Your heart don’t stand a chance
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| Ooh, champagne pourin' down
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| Arms, legs wrapped around you
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| Ooh, champagne, let it fall down
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| Arms, legs keep grabbing
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| I remember being tumbled around and not being able to get to the surface where
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| the air was
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| And looking down and seeing my body spinning around in the white water |