| I swear I don't
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| Miss you at all
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| And I barely still remember
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| Who's in the pictures on my wall
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| 'Cause, no, I can't
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| Recall your scent
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| Jasmine tuberose and lily
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| Or your silly French accent
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| All but forgotten
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| About those eyes
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| The shade of green that if he'd seen
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| Would make F. Scott Fitzgerald cry
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| But I won't
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| Break down at 2AM and call
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| 'Cause I don't
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| Miss you at all
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| And I'm sleeping fine
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| I don't mean to boast
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| But I only dream about you
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| Once or twice a night at most
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| And it feels so good
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| Eating alone
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| I don't get distracted by your smile
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| And miss the green lights driving home
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| No sign of stopping
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| The house isn't far
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| But I think our song is coming on
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| And now I wanna crash the car
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| But I won't
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| Make that mistake again and fall
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| So I say I don't
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| Miss you at all
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| And someday I won't
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| Miss you at all |