| My first love was a chick from the sixth named Geneva
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| Had to take the 88 upstate just to see her
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| My mother never liked her
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| My father didn’t neither
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| After 22 years I got eager and had to leave her.
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| Now I’m realizing how much I really need her
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| But something told me follow my heart and head eastwards
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| That’s when I met brooklyn, but brooklyn was a cheater
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| The second I turned my back
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| Jay and Weezy tagged teamed her
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| So I started packing, she asked me «what happened?»
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| Told her I was leavin for her older sister Manhattan,
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| Manhattan was into rap so we started chit-chatting
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| And she was chinese, italian, black and a quarter latin
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| Super high maintenance and way too into fashion
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| Didn’t even tell her piece and left her number on a napkin
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| Damn, but back then was back then
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| Now I heard she went hollywood and began acting
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| Oh, I’ve been looking for love
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| In all the wrong places
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| Oh somebody take me home
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| I’ve been falling in love
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| With all the wrong faces
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| Oh somebody take me home
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| Please take me home
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| And after manhattan, I was acting silly
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| Messing with a stick body jewel named Philly
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| But that didn’t work out too great
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| I’m vegetarian and all she ate was cheese steak
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| I went to Baltimore for Mary Ann
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| And almost got married man
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| But she was self-centered always stuck in Mary Land
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| I knew a slim thing named virginia
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| I swear to god her body’s smoking but she kept gettin thinner
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| And I’ll never forget my first trissie
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| In the bins with the Carolina twins gettin busy
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| I know they miss me but I had to leave early
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| On the 85 doin 85 riddin' dirty
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| And my Geogia piece Savanna
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| Used to stay in Atlanta
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| Accent so thick I couldn’t even understand her
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| And that’s when I realized
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| I damn near ran through the whole I-95
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| Oh, I’ve been looking for love
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| In all the wrong places
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| Oh somebody take me home
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| I’ve been falling in love
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| With all the wrong faces
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| Oh somebody take me home
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| Please take me home
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| Yeah, then I met miami, she was spanish
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| Miami te amo, me llamo Travie
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| She could tell that I wasn’t bilingual
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| I don’t know todito, but I know un poquito
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| We can hit south beach and drink mojitos
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| And maybe you can introduce me to your people
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| Ha, yo no voy pa' tra
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| My first love keep on calling
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| You no voy pa' ya
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| I think I finally found where imma stay
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| On I-95
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| But never forget the 88, no
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| Oh, I’ve been looking for love
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| In all the wrong places
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| Oh somebody take me home
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| I’ve been falling in love
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| With all the wrong faces
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| Oh somebody take me home |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lazarus, Ze Gitan, artist - Gym Class Heroes. Album song The Papercut Chronicles II, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп