| You are the star of my favorite episodes
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| Every line tape recorded
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| In my mind overexposed
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| How do I tell them every thing
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| That you, mean to me
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| You’re a mountain on my cloud
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| You’re electricity
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| When there’s a lapse in my logic
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| And my brain doesn’t connect
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| I just snap and I let loose with some things I’ll soon regret
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| That’s when you grab my hand
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| And you look me in the eye
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| And you force me to talk it out
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| Even though I’d rather not
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| That’s why…
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| You are the star of my favorite episodes
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| Every line tape recorded
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| In my mind overexposed
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| How do I tell them every thing
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| That you, mean to me
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| You’re a mountain on my cloud
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| You’re electricity
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| When a list of every awkward thing I’ve said sticks in my head
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| Somehow you find a way to make me laugh out loud instead
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| Oh, the birds and the bees make them all weak in the knees
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| Every doubt I’ve ever had just floats away in the breeze.
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| That’s why…
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| You are the star of my favorite episodes
|
| Every line tape recorded
|
| In my mind overexposed
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| How do I tell them every thing
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| That you, mean to me
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| You’re a mountain on my cloud
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| You’re electricity
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| If I could build the unbreakable silence
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| You pass through with the bull shit siren
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| You find the holes in my see through logic
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| Let’s catch an airplane to the closest island
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| You are the star of my favorite episodes
|
| Every line tape recorded
|
| In my mind overexposed
|
| How do I tell them every thing
|
| That you, mean to me
|
| You’re a mountain on my cloud
|
| You’re electricity
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| You’re a mountain on my cloud
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| You’re electricity
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| You’re a mountain on my cloud
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| You’re electricity |