| It was early one morning, Dim Sam’s I was
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| Crusading for my usual cause
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| I didn’t know what was to be
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| The beginning of the end of me
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| Pay the price, any expanse
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| Just for my deliverance, well…
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| Still thinking about your love
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| How it seemed to fit just like a glove
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| Still thinking about your thang
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| While I’m waiting for the telephone rang
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| Coming down the very next day
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| After what you gave away
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| I got so high I lost my mind
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| You’re everything that I’d hoped to find
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| Pay the price, any expanse
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| Just for my deliverance, well…
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| Still thinking about your love
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| How it seemed to fit just like a glove
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| Still thinking about your thang
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| While I’m waiting for the telephone rang
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| Ooh, oh-oh…
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| Oh, yeah!
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| Pay the price, any expanse
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| Just for my deliverance
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| To have you again I would walk on water
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| For you I’m just a lamb to the slaughter
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| Still thinking about your love
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| How it seemed to fit just like a glove
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| Still thinking about your thang
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| While I’m waiting for the telephone rang, oh, whoa
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| Still thinking about your love
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| How it seemed to fit just like a glove
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| Still thinking about your thang
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| While I’m waiting for the telephone rang, hey, hey
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| Still thinking about your love
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| How it seemed to fit just like a glove
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| Still thinking about your thang
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| While I’m waiting for the telephone rang, ooh-hoo…
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| Still thinking about your love
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| How it seemed to fit just like a glove
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| Still thinking about your thang
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| While I’m waiting for the telephone rang |