| You imagine when you see her
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| That she’s nothing less that perfect
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| That she has no aspirations
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| Beyond driving in her car
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| The car she looks so good in
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| Will she ever look that good again
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| You’ll never have to know
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| Because she’s gone
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| She passes in the left lane
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| And you’re turned on by the chase
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| Her hair flies in the wind
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| As your mind begins to race
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| The grass is always greener
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| But I wish you could have seen her
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| Drunk and lying with the gutter in her face
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| Take me as I am
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| Take me as I am
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| For the woman that I am
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| Take me as I am
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| You think she knows the bible
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| And can swin the English Channel
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| Writes novels in her spare time
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| In a cabin in the woods
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| You wish I’d gone to college
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| And you wish I’d let my hair grow
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| You wish I didn’t have so many moods
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| Take me as I am
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| Take me as I am
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| For the woman that I am
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| Take me as I am
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| Take me as I am
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| Once you said you were in love with me
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| And maybe you still are
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| But the passion you once showed me
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| Now is lost among the stars
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| And you fancy some new fancy girl
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| Will come and change your life around
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| But she just turned the corner in her car
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| While for some other dreamin' driver
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| I am that romantic stranger
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| Lookin' better than I am
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| More mysterious by far
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| Speeding through his dreams
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| While I’m drivin' in my car
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| Take me as I am
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| Take me as I am
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| For the woman that I am
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| Take me as I am
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| Take me as I am |