| Will one more drink
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| Lead to one more drink?
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| I need my head to think this through
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| 'Cause my heart won’t tell me what to do
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| Should I call?
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| Baby, if I call
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| Would you let that phone just beep?
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| Or would you pick it up, and rescue me?
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| I got two sides of my heart
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| So I don’t know
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| One’s saying that I should stay
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| One’s telling me to go
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| There’s a fight down deep inside
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| Tearing me apart
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| I got two sides of my heart
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| If you showed up
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| And we made up
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| And we started it up again
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| Would it all be better then?
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| And the pretty smile
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| Would it last a while?
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| Or would you do just what you do?
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| Would you break my heart in two?
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| I got two sides of my heart
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| So I don’t know
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| One’s saying that I should stay
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| One’s telling me to go
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| There’s a fight down deep inside
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| Tearing me apart
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| I got two sides of my heart
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| God only knows what I should do to make it right
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| To help me in this fight, but he ain’t telling me tonight
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| I got two sides of my heart
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| So I don’t know
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| One’s saying that I should stay
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| One’s yelling, and telling me I should go
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| There’s a fight down deep inside
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| I’m being torn apart
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| By the two sides of my heart
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| I got two sides of my heart
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| Give me one more drink |