| You know that feeling
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| Bright red and seizing
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| Every word that you said
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| (Did you mean it
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| Did you mean it all?)
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| There it goes to my head
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| (You be careful
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| It’s contagious, boy)
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| But it feels so good
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| It’s just wires
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| Smoke and mirrors and flowers
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| Help! |
| And throw me a rope
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| I think I’m drowning
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| Shallow people
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| Help! |
| I think I’m falling, falling again
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| You know that feeling
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| Bright red and seizing
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| When you’d like to be seen
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| (Did you see her?
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| Did you see her hair?)
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| Would you like to told
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| (You look gorgeous, simply gorgeous)
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| We like to be heard
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| (Did you hear her? Did she say something charming?)
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| Help! |
| And throw me a rope
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| I think I’m drowning
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| Help! |
| I think I’m falling, falling again
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| Breathe in
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| Breathe out
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| And sigh
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| And sigh
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| Help! |
| And throw me a rope
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| I think I’m drowning (drowning)
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| Face down
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| Help! |
| Oh, help
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| No more falling for tall tales again
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| Still falling for shallow people
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| Help! |
| Help!
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| I think I’m falling again
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| You know the feeling
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| Time to believe it |