| Something tells me I’ll never be close to another like you
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| Helped me through the things that we all go through
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| 'Cause you make every song sound better
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| Taught me how to write a letter
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| I think everyone should get along like me and my first stereo
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| And you used to sing me to sleep
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| And always stood behind me
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| Everyone wants, everyone needs
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| Everyone hurts sometimes like me
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| It never rejects me, always accepts me
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| Nothing can compete with my first stereo
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| Green light, outta the way
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| Seems like just yesterday
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| That you played me my very first mix tape
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| Gave me the courage to say what I wanted to say
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| When it never comes out that way
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| Oops, I’m in trouble again. |
| should of listened to them
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| Back to my room and then we’re safe now
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| Feels like when we were ten, in my room listening
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| To some Michael Jackson, relaxing
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| And you used to sing me to sleep
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| And always stood behind me
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| You saw me off when I had to go
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| My first true love was my first stereo
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| Everyone wants, everyone needs
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| Everyone hurts sometimes like me
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| It never rejects me, always accepts me
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| Nothing can compete with my first stereo
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| Everyone wants, everyone needs
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| Nobody’s perfect just like me
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| Into the stereo is the place I go
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| I wonder what’s playing next on the radio?
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| Something tells me I’ll never be close to another like you
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| Helped me through the things that we all go through
|
| Everyone wants, everyone needs
|
| Everyone hurts sometimes like me
|
| It never rejects me, always accepts me
|
| Nothing can compete with my first stereo
|
| Everyone wants, everyone needs
|
| Nobody’s perfect just like me
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| Into the stereo is the place I go
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| I wonder what’s playing next on the radio? |