| Sangria and bottle tops
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| Popping like we’ll never stop
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| Reaching for some H2O
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| Let’s wash away these boulder rocks
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| Drop a penny in the ocean
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| Start a chain reaction
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| Euphoric but unbalanced
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| Like two top heavy fractions
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| Cannon fodder, tunnel vision
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| Cocoa butter television
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| Silky smooth paranoia influencing my decisions
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| Jostling for position
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| We’re so shit at making plans
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| I miss your naked body and I miss your clammy hands
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| I’ll always show you up when I’m with you
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| Trouble holding my liquor
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| Passing out in your kitchen (it's bad)
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| It’s always 5 AM when you call me
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| Different day, same story
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| Hang it up and ignore me
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| I fucking hate it when you leave
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| 'Cause you’ve got something that I need
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| And I’m not zen enough to do this each week
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| Girl, I fucking hate it when you leave
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| 'Cause you’ve got something that I need
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| And I keep dosing myself up on repeat, yeah
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| Yeah, our satisfaction is not by accident
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| Photographing our lifestyle
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| Our attraction is almost passable
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| I’ll write your name on my profile
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| Happiness induced chemically
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| But you tend to me until I pass out
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| Here’s the link to my Soundcloud
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| Here’s the keys to my hometown
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| Mi casa es tu casa
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| Turn it up on the master
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| Brace myself for disaster (it's bad)
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| You’re always talkin' 'bout some home truths
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| Catching me in some foul moods
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| Eating all of my soul food
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| I fucking hate it when you leave
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| 'Cause you’ve got something that I need
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| And I’m not zen enough to do this each week
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| Boy, I fucking hate it when you leave
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| 'Cause you’ve got something that I need
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| And I keep dosing myself up on repeat
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| Remember when you brought me marigolds and wine
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| I put your shirt on then we kissed to pass the time
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| I miss the places you would take me when we got too high
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| But won’t you stay at mine just for a little while?
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| I fucking hate it when you leave
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| 'Cause you’ve got something that I need
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| And I’m not zen enough to do this each week
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| Girl, I fucking hate it when you leave
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| 'Cause you’ve got something that I need
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| And I keep dosing myself up on repeat |