| Just the way you float through a crowded room
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| With that long, tangled blonde hanging down
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| Just the way you move to the groove playing in my head
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| The soft of your lips, the touch of your hand
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| The being your man when it’s time to go
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| Even if you’d never broke my heart
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| Even if you’d never broke my heart
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| I’d still be begging you to tear it apart
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| Even if you’d never broke my heart
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| If you were mine again by now
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| We’d be making out in the backseat of a city cab
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| We’d hit the floor just past the door cause we can’t wait
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| Baby, we can’t wait
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| It’d be the sun coming through
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| The window and you still being here
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| Even if you’d never broke my heart
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| Even if you’d never broke my heart
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| I’d still be begging you to tear it apart
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| Even if you’d never broke my heart
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| Even if you’d never broke my heart
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| Even if you’d never broke my heart
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| I’d still be begging you to tear it apart
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| Even if you’d never broke my heart
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| Even if you’d never broke my heart
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| Even if you’d never broke my heart
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| I’d still be begging you to tear it apart
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| Even if you’d never broke my heart
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| Even if you’d never broke my heart |