| Mr. Hollywood, won’t you come back soon?
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| She said, «Mr. |
| Hollywood, won’t you come back soon?»
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| She said, «Mr. |
| Hollywood, won’t you come back soon?» |
| (Ayy, ayy)
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| She said, «Mr. |
| Hollywood, won’t you come back soon?» |
| (Ayy, ayy)
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| She said
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| Ooh, I just wanna lay right by your side
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| We don’t gotta love each other right
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| We just gotta make it through the night
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| You don’t gotta say
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| You’re not into me no more
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| When we pass out on the floor
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| See the sun rise through the door
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| By the way you move, I know you want me to
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| Tell you all the rules, I know I’m searching too
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| Give me all your clues and things to guide me through
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| The end of the world, the end of th world
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| Don’t blow out the fuse when darknss comes to light
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| So much I could do to make you come to life
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| Fingers coming loose, I see there’s no more time
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| Don’t tell me I’m gone, don’t tell me I’m gone |