| You could have me sewn
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| Into your blue jean pocket
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| You could have me anyway you want
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| You know
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| Innocence is gold
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| In a world of such large children
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| In this playground we call life
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| You know
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| So why’s it gotta be so hard?
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| Why you wanna hurt so bad?
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| Why won’t you take a deep breath?
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| Inhale me in, inhale me in, me in
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| It’s a funny thing
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| All this bleeding drama
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| All your guilt-o-rama
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| Dirt on my shoes
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| If I could take it back
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| I would take back nothing
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| Not a single step away from here
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| From you
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| So why’s it gotta be so hard?
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| Why you wanna hurt so bad?
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| Why won’t you take a deep breath?
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| Inhale me in
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| Why do you need to know
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| Every place I’ve ever been?
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| Just take a deep breath and baby
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| Inhale me in, inhale me in, me in
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| Cool, refreshing taste
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| Liberating, intoxicating me
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| C’mon let me drive
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| Out of this choke tunnel
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| Let me blow some smoke
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| And fly away from here with you
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| So why’s it gotta be so hard?
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| Why you wanna hurt so bad?
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| Why won’t you take a deep breath?
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| Inhale me in
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| Why do you need to know
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| Every place I’ve ever been?
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| Just take a deep breath and baby
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| Inhale me in, inhale me in, inhale me in
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| Inhale me in, me in |