| You’ve got cash, but I’ve only got my card
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| I might crash staring at you in the car
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| Tonight’s been nice 'cause I kissed you at your door
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| And if I didn’t see you anymore
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| Then I could get by thinking 'bout you in that shopping cart
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| 'Cause I took a picture of that smile and stuck it in my heart
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| I don’t know too much about you, but of what I do so far
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| There’s nothing not to love about you, darling, hey
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| You’ve got flights, but I could get you from the curb
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| Tell me, what’s your type? |
| 'Cause we both love kissing girls
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| Let’s eat dinner twice, 'cause nothing’s fucking with those curves
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| This has been one good night; |
| if it’s our last one together
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| Then I could get by thinking 'bout you in that restaurant
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| 'Cause I took a picture of that smile and stuck it in my heart
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| I don’t know too much about you, but of what I do so far
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| There’s nothing not to love about you, darling
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| There’s nothing not to love about you, darling, hey |