| I love how you never wanna dance with me
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| Till you’re two or three drinks in
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| I love how you still listen to burned CDs
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| From 2003 weekends
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| Love how there’s nowhere that you wanna be
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| If you can’t go in holey jeans
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| So don’t go changing up
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| 'Cause there ain’t nothing I don’t love about you
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| Your head down to your boots
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| Every little thing you do, it’s true
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| There ain’t nothing I don’t love about you
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| The good and all the bad
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| Even when you make me mad, still do
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| There ain’t nothing I don’t love about you
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| Woo-hoo, woo-hoo, woo-hoo
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| There ain’t nothing I don’t love about
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| I love how there ain’t a secret you can keep
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| Tell me everything, even when you’re not supposed to
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| I love how you always tell the same old jokes
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| Like they’re all brand new
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| There ain’t nothing I don’t love about you
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| Your head down to your boots
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| Every little thing you do, it’s true
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| There ain’t nothing I don’t love about you
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| The good and all the bad
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| Even when you make me mad, still do
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| There ain’t nothing I don’t love about you
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| Woo-hoo, woo-hoo, woo-hoo
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| There ain’t nothing I don’t love about
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| Your eyes, your smile, and how you say my name
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| The way you give me every time
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| We touch, we kiss, good as it gets
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| And I’m forever crushing
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| There ain’t nothing I don’t love about you
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| Woo-hoo, woo-hoo, woo-hoo
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| There ain’t nothing I don’t love about you
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| Your head down to your boots
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| Every little thing you do, it’s true
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| There ain’t nothing I don’t love about you
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| The good and all the bad
|
| Even when you make me mad, still do
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| There ain’t nothing I don’t love about you
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| Woo-hoo, woo-hoo, woo-hoo
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| There ain’t nothing I don’t love about you
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| Woo-hoo, woo-hoo, woo-hoo
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| There ain’t nothing I don’t love about you |