| You left by the street that’s calling your name
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| You left me in the dark on a summer day
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| You told me that I wouldn’t feel the pain
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| Well, you have lost your mind
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| These days might last forever
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| But don’t you get to thinking
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| The nights are long without you
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| These days might last forever
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| But don’t you get to thinking
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| The nights are long out here in California
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| Out here in California
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| Woah, woah
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| Out here in Califo-oh-woah-ornia
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| Out here in California
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| Woah, woah
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| Yeah
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| You left me parked outside all night
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| You left me on read but it’s alright
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| 'Cause I have time, yeah
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| We were so close on the bed too
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| And now you turn cold, what did I do?
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| What did I do? |
| Yeah, yeah
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| You might be gone forever
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| But you get to thinking
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| That you were wrong
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| About us
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| You might be gone forever
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| But then I got to thinking
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| That’s not so long, yeah
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| These days might last forever
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| But don’t you get to thinking
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| The nights are long without you
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| These days might last forever
|
| But don’t you get to thinking
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| The nights are long
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| Out here in California
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| Out here in California
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| Oh, oh
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| Out here in Califo-oh-oh-ornia
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| Out here in California
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| Oh, woah |