| I’m not one of those girls with man after man
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| I could never fall in love that many times
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| Twice to be exact
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| Not likely to happen again for a while
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| I’d always rush over right after work
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| I could never get to you fast enough
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| You’d welcome me in
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| And we’d quickly begin playing records and such
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| On those nights it was simple and it was sweet
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| We were all about telling stories
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| Talking about futures and dreams
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| And it just so happened that you were both for me
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| You understood them all, oh you did
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| Remember that party
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| When somehow every single wine glass was broken?
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| And I helped you clean up
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| Gathered my stuff and said I must be getting home
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| You ran after me like there was something you needed
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| Then you kissed me
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| I wanted to stay, but I floated away
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| And knew that so much remained
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| On those nights it was simple and it was sweet
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| We were all about telling stories
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| Talking about the future and dreams
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| And it just so happened that you were both for me
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| You understood them all, yeah you did
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| Sometimes I catch myself staring across the street
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| Thinking about my favorite stories
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| Hitting play and then repeat
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| And it just so happens that you were everything |