| When I think about you baby
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| No moves can undo, what I think bout you baby
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| You’re shooting high and reached your sky
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| And nothing can bring you down
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| You bought a ticket, now you’re on your way
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| But you don’t worry 'bout the price you paid
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| A lover and a fighter but you blew your aim
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| And I got caught by the ricochet
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| Yeah I got caught by the ricochet
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| I’m mixed up, gotta pick myself up
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| And look straight ahead
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| It’s no use, gotta stick to my roots and give as I get
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| But I can’t fight, she’s shooting blind
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| And nothing can stop her now
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| You bought a ticket, now you’re on your way
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| But you don’t worry 'bout the price you paid
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| A lover and a fighter but you blew your aim
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| And I got caught by the ricochet
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| Yeah I got caught by the ricochet |