| Maybe don’t think I don’t understand
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| And things don’t go to plan
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| But I don’t worry about it no, no, no, no
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| It might seem crazy I’m still standing here, and I’m still astounded
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| So let’s go, go, slow, slow motion
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| Said get into the
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| I can fight a thousand battles before you can catch a breath
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| Please don’t lock up all your shackles
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| Chain yourself down to the baddest
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| That only grow and leave you in some distress
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| I don’t mean to flex baby
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| But I got the keys to your enlightenment
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| Even liking it is as easy as it gets
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| Something lightening your load
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| To challenge tight into your troubles
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| I tell you I can flick the switch to make it as simple as it can be
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| Baby you don’t need a plan-b
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| We got other options see the way you fancy, day dreams
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| Obnoxious how you won’t think that you a gold ingot
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| Your optics, honest, I just wanna show you the Sonics
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| Guess you’re cooped up on your feelings
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| Guess we really need a locksmith
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| Two-steppin' isn’t gonna give us the address
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| So we can dial up his number
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| Put a key in the restraints but better tell me if you have regrets
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| And you don’t think that I understand
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| That things don’t go to plan
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| Please don’t worry about it no, no, no, no
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| I might seem crazy 'cause I’m standing here but you’re still astounded
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| So let’s go, go, slow, however you want
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| Babe differences so lovely
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| Change your hair but don’t flaunt, hey
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| I know what you want, babe
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| But you don’t need to worry 'bout it, worry 'bout it
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| Baby don’t worry 'bout it, worry 'bout it
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| If you wanna worry 'bout it worry 'bout it
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| Then you let me worry 'bout it, ay ay ay |