| I look in the mirror
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| I look a sight
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| I put on some make up on a Saturday night
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| Another weekend
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| Anxiety creepin'
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| I pull up to the local
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| Step out of the car
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| All eyes are open
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| I sashay to the bar
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| Ah, the relief, I keep nobody waitin'
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| And far from the chatter your eyes take me home
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| Better than spending the weekend alone
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| Hey there! |
| You look lonely
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| Or maybe I’m lonely and you look good
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| Could be I’ve misread that look on your face
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| Won’t you forgive me if I intrude in your moment of solitude
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| I take my bike for a ride in the park
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| This guy nearly kills me
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| Hey, this street is closed to cars
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| All terrored guilty, he breaks the unicorns
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| I try to console him, tell him he’s done no harm
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| I don’t pull no drama
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| I just faint into his arms
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| And if this is fantasy I beg for dreamin'
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| He’s so sorry, «Can I take you somewhere?»
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| Halfway to heaven is somewhere around here
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| Hey there! |
| You look lonely
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| Or maybe I’m lonely and you look good
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| Could be I’ve misread that look on your face
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| Won’t you forgive me if I intrude in your moment of solitude
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| Off through the years the eyes take me home
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| Better than spending my lifetime alone
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| Hey there! |
| You look lonely
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| Or maybe I’m lonely and you look good
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| Could be I’ve misread that look on your face
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| Won’t you forgive me if I intrude in your moment of solitude
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| You look lonely
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| Maybe I’m lonely
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| Maybe I’m lonely, baby
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| I don’t want to spent my life alone
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| Maybe I’m lonely |