| You and me
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| We like to talk about that summer night
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| You came over to my house and I
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| Sat there while you told me everything
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| All of your ups and downs
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| And in betweens
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| And I just thought to myself
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| And I just thought
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| To myself
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| «how can so much good exist in such a tiny heart
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| And despite of all the pain she’s in,
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| She never falls apart»
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| And if she doesn’t last the length of seven songs
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| She dries her tears on her best friend’s sleeves and dances right along
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| In a dream
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| You call me up and ask me, quietly,
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| If I would like to meet you for a drink
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| And when I got there you just looked at me
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| As you spoke to yourself
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| «If you take me home tonight
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| I know that we will kiss
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| One of us will fall in love
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| And it will be a mess
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| But if you want to take that chance
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| Then please just let me know»
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| I slammed my glass down on the bar
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| Said «grab your coat let’s go»
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| So here we are
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| We’ve gone too far
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| And I just thought to myself
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| How can so much good
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| Exist in such a tiny heart
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| Despite of all the pain she’s in
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| She never falls apart
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| And if she doesn’t last the length of seven songs
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| She dries her tears on her best friend’s sleeves and dances right along |