| If I be so inclined to climb up beside you
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| Would you tell me that the time just isn’t right?
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| And if I should ever find the key you hide so well
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| Will you tell me that I can spend the night?
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| Leaving your smell on my coat
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| Leaving your taste on my shoulder
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| I still fail to understand what it is about this woman
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| If I could bottle up the chills that you give me
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| I would keep them in a jar next to my bed
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| And If I should ever draw a picture of a woman
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| It is you that would come flowing from my pen
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| Leaving the clothes on the floor
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| Making me walk out the door
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| And I still fail to understand what it is about this woman
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| Fail to understand what it is about this woman
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| Helplessly melting as I stand next to the sun
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| As she burns me, I am screaming out for more
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| Drink every drop of liquid heat that I’ve become
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| Pop me open, spill me out onto the floor
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| Leaving your smell on my coat
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| Leaving your taste on my shoulder
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| I still fail to understand, fail to understand
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| Leaving your smell on my coat
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| Leaving your taste on my shoulder
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| I still fail to understand what it is about this woman |