| Olive, soaking in your skin
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| Floating through your drink
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| Such a dangerous mix to get involved with
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| But we can solve it
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| Problem: one too many drinks
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| Growing us together, baby
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| I can’t even help it
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| Can we stop it? |
| Can we squash it?
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| And they all give you things that I can see
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| But they ain’t this oh oh oh oh
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| Olive, such a pretty color
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| When it’s you that’s on the cover, baby
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| I wish I had found you back in college
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| Ooh but I dropped it
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| Awkward: things that you decided
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| That you think will make you happy, baby
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| I hope that you realize it’s just shopping
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| It’s just shopping
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| Never gonna give it up
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| When it comes to your love
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| Never gonna bring enough
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| You’re too beautiful
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| Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
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| Yo, never do bite your nails
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| You never had messy hair
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| You’d never go back to white
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| There’s just too much color here aha ha ha ha ha
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| I like 'em all golden tan
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| You like pomade in hair
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| But you don’t like olive skin
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| But you do like yours, no fair
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| And you taste like olives, girl, i love olive
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| Kind of like Asher Roth likes college
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| I’ll just be honest I can make loving
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| Not just make love but make you a mama
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| I’ll be your father, I’ll be they father
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| If you want kids and if you’re not bothered
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| I’m a New Yorker, I’m a smooth talker
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| But I’ll give your ass all that I promised
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| Never gonna give it up
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| When it comes to your love
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| Never gonna bring enough
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| You’re too beautiful
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| Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
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| And we both know
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| The things that Olive wants
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| And those they oh
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| Never gonna give it up
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| When it comes to your love
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| Never gonna bring enough
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| You’re too beautiful
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| Oh oh oh, oh oh oh |