| The first time I saw your hair I became an addict
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| I figured I would grow mine just like yours so
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| I wouldn’t waste time running after and hoping
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| For you to look at me, when I could carry you with me at all times
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| I’d just have to reach out for my
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| head and pretend that there you are
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| The last time I saw you out we danced like crazy
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| I figured I would learn you every move so I wouldn’t
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| waste time batting lashes and dreaming for you to invite me,
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| When I could rock away with you at all times
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| I’d just have to look down at my feet and pretend that they’d be yours |