| She clutches onto his protruding hips
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| For dear life
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| Going down
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| She is going under
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| She wishes he were emotional
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| Or something approaching tenderness
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| Outside the weather beats a little harder
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| Than her heart
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| There’s nothing that will keep them together
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| She makes love
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| He makes time pass a little less painfully
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| One and the same
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| This time it could be everything
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| It’s emough reason for staying
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| It’s enough to make you want to die
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| The hardest part is trying
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| Not to make a menn of it all
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| It’s all we have to be thankful for |