| Sitting on your stoop all afternoon
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| In the pouring rain but we don’t move
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| Clothes are sticking to my skin
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| I’ll be sick all the weekend
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| It’s too hot to be inside a room
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| I’d rather be sitting next to you
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| Drinking beer out of the bag
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| Watching cars and yellow cabs, oh I
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| I don’t know what else I would do
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| Oh, woah, oh
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| Than be sitting right next to you
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| Oh, woo
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| Lets go on the roof and talk some shit
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| We can see the city if we squint
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| I hate when you smoke cigarettes
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| You hate when I mention it
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| Everyone on the roof is in
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| Bathing suits but there’s nowhere to swim
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| Trying to get a little tan
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| Cause they never leave this town, oh I
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| I don’t know what else I would do
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| Oh, woah, oh
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| Than be sitting right next to you
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| Oh, woo
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| I don’t know what else I would do
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| Oh, woah, oh
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| Than be sitting right next to you
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| Oh, woo
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| You’re always gonna be
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| Everything to me
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| Everything to me
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| Everything to me
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| Everything to me
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| You’re always gonna be
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| Everything to me
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| Everything to me
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| Everything to me
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| You’re everything to me
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| I don’t know what else I would do
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| Oh, woah, oh
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| Than be sitting right next to you
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| Oh, woo
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| (You're everything to me)
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| I don’t know what else I would do
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| Oh, woah, oh
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| Than be sitting right next to you
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| Oh, woo |