| I fell in love with a girl from the city
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| Still got cauliflower ears from when her voice first hit me
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| And a swollen lip, from when her lyrics first kissed me
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| As I went to pull away ever so gently bit me
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| Within those three days it gets no better
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| We were inseparable; |
| no-one could seper-
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| -rate us make us question our status
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| It was like someone, somehow found a way to syncopate us
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| And it’ll stay that way forever, in my mind that is
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| Coz it was a stolen three days and a stolen kiss
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| And although those three days I sorely miss
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| I own those three days when I write like this
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| I fell in love with a girl from the city
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| You’re all I want, you’re all I need
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| You are the one for me
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| You hold me close, you hold me near
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| You are the one for me
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| The pain I feel when you leave
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| You are the one for me
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| You’re all I want and all I see
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| You are the one for me
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| Fell in love with a boy from the city
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| I fell in love with a girl from the city
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| Still got cauliflower ears from when her voice first hit me
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| And a swollen lip, from when her lyrics first kissed me
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| And when I went to pull away ever so gently bit me
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| I still hear her sometimes but it’s not the same
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| Like when you get a pen and pad and write your name
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| Over and over and over again
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| Although it hasn’t, in the end it somehow seems to change
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| But I feel right now I must stress
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| That I write this with a smile on my face and nothing less
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| Coz when I think about the times we waste on regrets
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| I realise for those three days I was blessed
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| I fell in love with a girl from the city |