| I cough along the avenue
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| Retracing steps that we once took
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| And here I am hooking arms with someone else
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| Who must remind me of you to some extent
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| I know it’s bad to see you, but I let it slip
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| I let it slip
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| When I feel the sweet caress
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| Of your familiar lower lip
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| That’s dancing on my neck
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| And, oh God I can’t control myself
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| The sweet caress
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| Of your familiar lower lip
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| That’s dancing on my neck
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| And, oh God I can’t control myself
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| I know it’s bad to picture shadows
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| Watching you undress it’s nice to see you
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| Happy but nice you’ve got regrets
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| And ordinarily, I wanna make you jealous
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| But I let it slip
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| I let it slip
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| But I feel the sweet caress
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| Of your familiar lower lip
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| That’s dancing on my neck
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| And, oh God I can’t control myself
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| The sweet caress
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| Of your familiar lower lip
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| That’s dancing on my neck
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| And, oh God I can’t control myself
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| The sweet caress
|
| Of your familiar lower lip
|
| That’s dancing on my neck
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| And, oh God I can’t control myself
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| The sweet caress
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| Of your familiar lower lip
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| That’s dancing on my neck
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| And, oh God
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| Oh God
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| Oh God |