| I’ve got my old suitcase, where I’ve kept my heart so locked up Just in case you came around, and tried to flip my mental state
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| Like a wrecking ball swinging to and fro, and where it stops nobody knows
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| But I must admit I missed it when you went away
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| And through the city streets I’ve been
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| Looking, looking, looking so hard
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| Looking so hard for love.
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| Looking, looking, looking so hard
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| Looking so hard for love.
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| Looking so hard.
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| And in your crystal ball, well you might have seen it coming
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| This song that I’ve been humming is about you
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| You’re so beautiful, but you never really loved me You just gave me milk and honey when I wanted you to And all this time I should have been
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| Looking, looking, looking so hard
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| Looking so hard for love
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| Looking, looking, looking so hard
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| Looking so hard for love
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| Hard for love
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| Hard for love
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| Looking for someone on a Saturday night
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| Looking so hard when I turn out the light
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| Looking all over in the city of night
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| So lonely, so lonely
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| Looking for someone on a Saturday night |
| Looking so hard when I turn out the light
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| Looking all over in the city of night
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| So lonely, so lonely
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| So lonely
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| Looking, looking, looking so hard
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| Looking so hard for love
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| Looking, looking, looking so hard
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| Looking so hard for love
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| Looking, looking, looking so hard
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| Looking so hard for love
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| Looking so hard. |