| hey, what’s on your mind
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| hey, what’s that got left behind
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| tension running, how, what for
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| don’t think i’m into you anymore
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| falling off the pace
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| run into you most every place
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| and i hardly go outside
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| let’s take a little ride
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| i don’t know, man, you decide
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| how’d you pin that one on me
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| haven’t even done it yet
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| how can that be
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| my move or do i chuck it
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| stare it in the face or duck it
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| get me a bucket
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| disappear i would agree
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| and that’s a distinct possibility
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| wrap my leg around the table
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| i’ll make the trip when i’m more stable
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| gotta cut that one leg free
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| hobblin' around, hold out for me
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| i’ll leave the house when i’m less scared
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| don’t make me go, i’m not prepared
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| hey, what’s on your mind
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| hey, what’s that got left behind
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| wasn’t it me you saved that for
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| what’s down at the core
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| hey, i seen that look before
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| weren’t you using that on me
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| do you slap that graze
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| on every guy you see
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| my move or do i chuck it
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| stare it in the face or duck it
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| get me a bucket
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| i don’t know why you see me
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| i don’t know a thing to be
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| my move or do i chuck it
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| stare it in the face or duck it
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| get me a bucket |