| I did it again
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| Got lost in the gin
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| And you were on my mind
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| And with every sip
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| I tasted your lips
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| Pressed them into mine
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| Yet I’m on the shelf now
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| There’s somebody else taking you home
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| And I can’t feel a beat in my chest
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| When I sleep now, I know
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| You keep my heart like a souvenir
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| To let you know that you are here
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| In every part, love the way it feels
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| To know the truth, to know it’s real
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| So keep my heart, keep my heart
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| Keep my heart, keep my heart
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| You found the hole
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| I tore in your coat
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| When you almost fell, oh
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| And it takes you back
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| To the way that we laughed
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| On that carousel, oh
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| But I’m on the shelf now
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| There’s somebody else taking you home
|
| And I can’t feel a beat in my chest
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| When I sleep now, I know
|
| You keep my heart like a souvenir
|
| To let you know that you are here
|
| In every part, love the way it feels
|
| To know the truth, to know it’s real
|
| So keep my heart, keep my heart
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| Keep my heart, keep my heart
|
| I’m on the shelf now
|
| There’s somebody else taking you home
|
| And I can’t feel a beat in my chest
|
| When I sleep now, I know
|
| You keep my heart like a souvenir
|
| To let you know that you are here
|
| In every part, love the way it feels
|
| To know the truth, to know it’s real
|
| So keep my heart, keep my heart
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| Keep my heart, keep my heart |