| Your face, it shows you are an imposter
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| That snapshot still in the parking lot
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| You’re on the screen, I feel you downtown
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| Out on the street, I feel the underground
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| The distance makes me want you more
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| The scent you give, that’s what I’m waiting for
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| Your birthday song until your family learns
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| What are the things I planned, and that I’ll be your man
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| Tonight I got your number
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| I even know your street
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| If you could only need me
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| I know we’re meant to meet
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| And even if they find you
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| I know you make me feel
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| You make me feel more than real
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| They put you on, in the smoking glass
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| Your dress got torn straight through the underpass
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| The air got blue while in my closed-in room
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| I’m checking off what’s left to do
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| The distance makes me want you more
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| The scent you give, that’s what I’m waiting for
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| Your birthday song until your family learns
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| What are the things I planned, and that I’ll be your man
|
| Tonight I got your number
|
| I even know your street
|
| If you could only need me
|
| I know we’re meant to meet
|
| And even if they find you
|
| I know you make me feel
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| You make me feel more than real
|
| Tonight I got your number
|
| I even know your street
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| If you could only need me
|
| I know we’re meant to meet
|
| And even if they find you
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| I know you make me feel
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| You make me feel more than real |