| I think were thinking to hard,
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| To put on your shoes and get in your car,
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| Put it in drive and point it this way,
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| We don’t have to talk,
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| You don’t have to stay,
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| But I aint got no one sleepin with me,
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| And you aint got no where that you need to be,
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| Maybe I love you,
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| Maybe I’m just kind of bored,
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| It is what it is Till it aint,
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| Anymore
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| We’ve tried being apart,
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| But the truth is,
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| We are who we are,
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| Were so much alike,
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| It aint a good thing,
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| Too dumb to give up,
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| Too stubborn to change
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| But I aint got no one sleepin with me,
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| And you aint got no where that you need to be,
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| Maybe I love you,
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| Maybe I’m just kind of bored,
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| It is what it is Till it aint,
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| Anymore
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| Till something better comes along,
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| Till what ever we have is gone
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| But I aint got no one sleepin with me,
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| And you aint got no where that you need to be,
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| Maybe I love you,
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| Maybe I’m just kind of bored,
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| It is what it is Till it aint,
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| Anymore
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| Yea it is what it is,
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| Till it aint,
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| Anymore |