| It’s 2 AM inside my room
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| I lie awake, still making moves
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| Oh, where will I lie next year?
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| Who will lay here next to you?
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| It’s 5 am, I’m still in bed
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| No sleep, I wrote this song instead
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| Can’t plan it all, ain’t got the truth
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| Knew it all 'fore I knew you
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| She said, «Look at me, baby
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| Do you wanna have this baby?»
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| Will she still be my baby if I say no?
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| And darling, where do we go?
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| Do we make this a home?
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| Do you think that we’re grown enough to make this a home?
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| Darling, where do we go?
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| Do we make this a home?
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| Do you think that we’re grown enough to make this a home?
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| It’s 9 AM, I’m picking names
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| A boy or girl, it’s all the same, yeah
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| So stay here or move away
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| Little house for just us three
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| It’s 10 AM, go grab that test
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| Walk through the drug store, she’s a mess
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| She’s scared as hell, is it too late?
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| Are we ready now or should we wait? |