| It’s late, it’s starting to rain
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| It’s gonna be morning before it ends
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| It’s cold, yeah, I know
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| You just left, this doesn’t make sense
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| You’re probably home by now
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| Oh, but turn around, please turn around
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| Then I’ll wait at the door
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| I’m dying for more of you
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| More of you
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| And I, I’ll kiss the rain
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| Love your face
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| Pull you inside
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| And baby, we’ll hide under the covers
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| Baby, come over
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| Baby, come over
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| And just wear one of my shirts
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| When you leave for work tomorrow
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| But don’t tell me you can’t
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| Then I’ll have to spend the night alone
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| There’s nothing that I won’t do
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| If you say you will, please say you will
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| Then I’ll wait at the door
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| I’m dying for more of you
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| More of you
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| And I, I’ll kiss the rain
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| Love your face
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| Pull you inside
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| And baby, we’ll hide under the covers
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| Baby, come over
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| Yeah, baby, come over
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| Oh, and I, I’ll kiss the rain
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| Love your face
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| Pull you inside
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| Baby, we’ll hide under the covers
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| Baby, come over
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| Baby, come over |