| I know I’m a piece of work
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| But I wanna make it work with you
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| Do the dishes with «Nebraska» in the background
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| Are you listenin', are you sat down?
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| Ankles in your lap, heart in your hand
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| How I got you, honey, even I don’t understand
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| But I’m happy that we’re here at the end of the year
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| Under winter skies
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| Oh, you and I are the last to leave the party
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| Swayin' under halogen lights
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| I’ll take your chaos and your crooked in a heartbeat
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| Heart beats louder, I’m gonna make you proud of me
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| Oh, you and I are the last to leave the party
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| You’re my favorite comic, my Jupiter comet
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| People ask how long have I loved you, no comment
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| 'Cause probably since I was seven and you were eight
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| We didn’t know each other, but baby, it was fate
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| And now we’re in a freak storm every other weekend
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| Your friends think I’m bad news and a part of you believes them
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| I understand, I know how lucky I am
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| Oh, you and I are the last to leave the party
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| Swayin' under halogen lights
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| I’ll take your chaos and your crooked in a heartbeat
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| Heart beats louder, I’m gonna make you proud of me
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| Oh, you and I are the last to leave the party
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| Ordering some cheap red wine
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| You’re the only apple in my eye
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| And my dress is from a funeral
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| You mouthed, «Babe, you look beautiful»
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| From across the room, grin in your eyes
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| And I tell the group, «Look that’s my guy»
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| And I think we’ll be alright, I do
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| Oh, you and I are the last to leave the party
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| I’m never gonna leave your side
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| I’ll take your chaos and your crooked in a heartbeat
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| Heart beats louder, I’m gonna make you proud of me
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| Oh, you and I are the last to leave the party |