| We built this thing from the ground up, babe
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| Doesn’t that make you proud
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| We stand back and stare with dropped jaws at all we have made
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| Started out on a Tuesday, Wednesday
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| Leaning against my car
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| Radio on, passenger door ajar
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| I tried to gather whether somebody else had your heart; |
| would I dare to take a
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| stab in the dark
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| Little did I know though, know though
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| What had begun occurring under my nose
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| Little did I know that I’d be sleeping under your covers through the whole year,
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| honey
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| Actor and an actress; |
| I was playing a role so real
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| Caught you off guard, contemplate how to feel
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| I’m thinking we put it down to time and place and event
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| Name our behaviour as irrelevant
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| But a day well spent was paving the path that was lying ahead
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| And two tongues so tied, they loosened to learn one another with time
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| For here we are in the summer’s heat, Brunswick St
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| Love far from turning sour
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| Headed for breakfast at some ungodly hour
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| And while I live in your pockets, you inhabit my plans
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| I guess my waist remains a good resting place for your hands
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| Boy in your mind did you know it then
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| One night with me would turn into a whole weekend, and then some
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| Didn’t foresee it, thought you were out of my league
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| Who knew your hazardous gaze would amplify your prestige
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| On a day well spent; |
| it was paving the path that was lying ahead
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| And two tongues so tied, they loosened to learn one another with time
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| Look at us now, merely in sync
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| Living this easy I’m beginning to think
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| We’re onto a good thing, maybe even the best
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| Little did we know that we’d take a chance on a case of happenstance
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| I wonder when you play it in reverse
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| Do you find the thought oh so comical it hurts
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| The people we are now once never could have known how
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| We built this thing from the ground up, babe
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| And doesn’t that make you proud
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| 'Cause a day well spent was paving the path that was lying ahead
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| And two eyes so bright would haunt you 'til you saw them at the end of every
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| night
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| Look at us now, merely in sync
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| Living this easy I’m beginning to think
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| We’re onto a good thing, maybe even the best
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| Little did we know that we’d take a chance on a case of happenstance |