| Oh how she love the smell of dandelions
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| She dad to let go of the spring time hair
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| Her daddy voted for the stubborn side, the line guys
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| But I did not care
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| You see?
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| Sometimes it’s peepy of me
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| I stay around and then they go
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| You really missing my move on
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| And she said
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| She wanna go up be a big big star
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| I said I’m better off on my own
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| Love is something like
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| It’s their imagination
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| Love is something like,
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| Hardly calm and it is patience
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| Went in up the station
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| Desire, it’s just a chemical
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| It comes and it goes and it comes and it goes
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| Desire, sometimes it’s good enough
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| It comes and it goes and it comes and it goes
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| That time we walked down from that royal metral square
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| You assholes French kissed to score, you and me
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| You talked the whole way there but
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| Are you such a good listener?
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| And how you drink your wine through colors, draws and mason jars
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| Sometimes I relate my stream, my mind just view what I could be
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| If I could get out of here, and said
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| And many I confuse
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| And baby lost his too
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| But want a love that I can live
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| I left the chocolates on the moon
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| Love is something like
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| It’s their imagination
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| Love is something like,
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| Hardly calm and it is patience
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| Went in up the station
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| Desire, it’s just a chemical
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| It comes and it goes and it comes and it goes
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| Desire, sometimes it’s good enough
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| It comes and it goes and it comes and it goes
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| Would you stand bout?
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| Would you, would you stand bout?
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| Would you stand bout?
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| Would you, would you stand bout?
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| Would you stand by me, love?
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| Desire, it’s just a chemical
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| It comes and it goes and it comes and it goes
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| Desire, sometimes it’s good enough
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| It comes and it goes and it comes and it goes |