| Well you can’t fool me
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| I know all about it
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| We been down this road
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| And back more times than I can count it
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| It’s a far far cry
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| From sun kissed Sunday mornings
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| When you wake up and you just can’t release the hand you’re holding
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| And you say, this car isn’t drivin like it used to
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| Why do you stay, if you’re really leaving
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| What’s in your way, baby
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| Baby, do you really wanna walk away now
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| Do you want to
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| These doors are openin wide
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| If you want to
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| I can’t be holding you back
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| If you want to
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| Do you want to
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| Have you packed your bag, or is this smoke you’re blowin
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| I once was scared of losing you, now I know where you’re going
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| It’s the same routine, I know all about it
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| You show your gun and yet you never pull the trigger on it
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| And you say, this car isn’t drivin like it used to
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| Why do you stay, if you’re really leaving
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| What’s in your way, baby
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| Baby, do you really wanna walk away now
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| Do you want to
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| These doors are openin wide
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| If you want to
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| I can’t be holding you back
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| If you want to
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| Do you want to
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| I’ll stand by you, humble
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| Tried and true
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| Never the less prepared to say goodbye
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| Baby I’m not scared
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| I want you to know
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| I love you more than my impatience tends to steal the show
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| Honey I’m just waiting
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| I could be wrong but I’m predicting that you’re staying
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| Baby, do you really want to walk away now
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| Do you want to
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| These doors are openin wide
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| If you want to
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| I can’t be holding you back
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| If you want to
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| Baby, baby, do you really want to walk away now
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| Do you really wanna walk away now
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| I can’t be holdin you back
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| I can’t be holdin you back
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| These doors are opening wide
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| These doors are opening wide
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| If you really wanna walk away |