| Watching me, hanging by a string this time
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| Easily the climax of a perfect life
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| Watching me, hanging by a string this time
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| Easily, my smile’s worth a hundred lies
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| If there’s lessons to be learned,
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| I’d rather get my jamming words in first
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| Tell ya something that I’ve found,
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| That the world’s a better place
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| When it’s upside down boy
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| If there’s lessons to be learned,
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| I’d rather get my jamming words in first
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| When you’re playing with desire,
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| Don’t come running to my place
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| When it burns like fire, boy
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| Sweet about me, nothing sweet about me, yeah
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| Sweet about me, nothing sweet about me, yeah
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| Sweet about me, nothing sweet about me, yeah
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| Sweet about me, nothing sweet about me, yeah
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| Blue, blue, blue waves they crash
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| As time goes by, so hard to catch
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| And too, too smooth, ain’t all that
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| Why don’t you ride my side of the tracks
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| If there’s lessons to be learned,
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| I’d rather get my jamming words in first
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| Tell ya something that I’ve found,
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| That the world’s a better place
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| When it’s upside down boy
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| If there’s lessons to be learned,
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| I’d rather get my jamming words in first
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| When your playing with desire,
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| Don’t come running to my place
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| When it burns like fire, boy
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| Sweet about me, nothing sweet about me, yeah
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| Sweet about me, nothing sweet about me, yeah
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| Sweet about me, nothing sweet about me, yeah
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| Sweet about me, nothing sweet about me, yeah |