| I don’t know who you are
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| Or who you believe to be
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| But I, I like what I see
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| And, you don’t gotta be on movie screens
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| Cause god damn boy, you’re for me
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| And don’t call me a star in these old denim jeans
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| You are that thing that’s setting me free
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| So, stay the night, talk to me, let’s have a dream
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| Boy, get lost with me
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| When you need to breathe
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| I’ll make your heart beat twice as fast
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| Like a cigarette and I will be your perfect match
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| Perfect match, perfect match
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| I wanna stay up late and laugh a few all night
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| Story tell about both of our lives and
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| We can lay side by side
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| Boy, hold on for the ride, one night
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| You know I love your style
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| And the taste of your bittersweet smile
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| Won’t you scream with me?
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| A little nightmare and a dream with me
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| When you need to breathe
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| I’ll make your heart beat twice as fast
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| Like a cigarette and I will be your perfect match
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| Perfect match, perfect match
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| Whispers, calling, falling
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| Don’t let me
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| I have just a spark left
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| Let me up and I’ll set us both free
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| So close your eyes, close your eyes |