| there’s one man, he’s like
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| the wishful thinking in my life, i see so and he’s like the wine on the weekend…
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| and though he is like the sea and it’s right he be so
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| if i hold tight he’ll wash over me…
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| there’s one girl I like she’s a smile on a monday
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| and she’ll fight to stay so…
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| and she’s like the sun on the weekend
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| and though she is like the sea and she’s right to be so
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| still i like that she sails with me…
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| didn’t we all break down
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| didn’t we all fake
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| isn’t it alright now
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| didn’t we all break out…
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| there’s one man so bright he blocks the light
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| and he’ll always be so…
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| he’s like no sleep on the weekend
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| and though he is like the sea and he’s right to be so
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| when i hold tight i sink down deep…
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| didn’t we all break down
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| didn’t we all fake
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| isn’t it alright now
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| didn’t we all break out…
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| and though we are like the sea and it’s right we be so
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| we could chase tails all the years I’ve been given… |