| I left the keys in the car
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| I left the door ajar
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| I didn’t want to be alone
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| These are the days and the nights
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| Of these sweet humbling heights
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| And I know it used to be home
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| Whisk me away
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| I’ll be yours for a day
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| In heavenly fields which we roam
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| A woah ah oh you’re my clean white love
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| A woah ah oh you’re my clean white love
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| What are you doing?
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| What you doing, what ya doing to me?
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| What are you doing to my head?
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| A woah ah oh you’re my clean white love
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| A woah ah oh you’re too clean white love.
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| I give my heart on the morning of November 6th
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| Oh, everybody’s looking for a fix
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| Hey…
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| Sell me a sign
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| I’ll cut the telephone line
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| Just to keep the quotations alive
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| Oh you’re bleeding me dry
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| But the feeling is blind
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| And I know you’re looking divine.
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| Sell me it straight
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| Oh, it might be too late
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| Keep on breaking the rules
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| Oh…
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| A woah ah oh you’re my clean white love
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| A woah ah oh you’re my clean white love
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| What are you doing?
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| What you doing, what ya doing to me?
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| What are you doing to my head?
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| A woah ah oh you’re my clean white love
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| A woah ah oh you’re too clean white love.
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| I give my heart on the morning of November 6th
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| Oh, everybody’s looking for a fix
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| Oh… Oh a oh…
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| And this love is diseased
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| there’s a cure
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| I need that medicine
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| To get to the core
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| Remember this place
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| It’s left to the fates
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| But it’s kind to be cruel
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| Oh…
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| A woah ah oh you’re my clean white love
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| A woah ah oh you’re my clean white love
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| What are you doing?
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| What you doing, what ya doing to me?
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| What are you doing to my head?
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| A woah ah oh you’re my clean white love
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| A woah ah oh you’re too clean white love.
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| What are you doing?
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| What you doing, what ya doing to me?
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| What are you doing to my head?
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| A woah ah oh you’re my clean white love
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| A woah ah oh you’re too clean white love.
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| What are you doing?
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| What you doing, what ya doing to me?
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| What are you doing to my head?
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| In my heart on the morning of November 6th
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| Oh, everybody’s looking for a fix
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| Ohhh… ah ohhh… |