| If you don’t know, back in the line
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| Gotta get used to your feelings
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| No, no, you can’t knock all the time
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| Don’t know then how you feel, ooh
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| Well, I wanna see you walk a wonder
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| Such talk will make for you only sorrow
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| You bet I love you so, but I’m well on my way
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| And I can’t stay till tomorrow
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| Gotta look on the left, look on the right
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| Gotta believe that there’s something
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| I don’t know much, but I love you still that I do
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| In through the back, out through the head
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| Take all the time that you find there
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| Sit right down on a belliful packet for two
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| Break down the line, shake off your head
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| Put down a sunny times feeling
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| Ask how and decided you’re dead
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| Welcome back since we got real
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| Thank God you have the time to come in
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| After all no one knows till tomorrow
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| Turn off your magic hose, girl
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| Not just for fun, pick up a gun till tomorrow
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| In through the back, out through the head
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| Take all the time that you find there
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| Sit right down on a belliful packet for two
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| Gotta look on the left, look on the right
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| Gotta believe that there’s something
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| I don’t know much, but I love you still that I do |