| Throw your arms around me
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| There’s no time to be blue
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| It’s the end of the world
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| Let’s talk deep and meaningful things
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| It’s up to you and down to me… what’s going on?
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| It’s you, me and world war three
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| You and me, me and you
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| We hurt each other 'cause we gotta get through
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| We’re 'a to b' and back again
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| A sort of funky electrocution
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| Trigger happy and shoot to kill
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| What a honeymoon in hell!
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| Our world is spinning helplessly… what’s going on?
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| It’s you, me and world war three
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| You and me, me and you
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| We hurt each other 'cause we gotta get through
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| We hurt each other… we gotta get through
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| We’re out there orbiting the planet blue…
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| I shout you scream, it’s all so illogical
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| You bite my tongue… i blow up in your face
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| In hateful times… it’s time for loving
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| Let’s start to dance… it’s 'true romance'
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| You me and world war three
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| You me and world war three
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| Put on that dress you know your
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| Throwing yourself out the window dress
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| I’ll wear my suit, my wedding ring
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| And together we will sing, «la la la la la la…»
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| You and me, me and you
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| We hurt each other 'cause we gotta get through
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| You and me, me and you
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| We’re out there orbiting the planet blue…
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| …orbiting the planet blue |