| It’s closing time and it’s getting late
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| Can you fetch my coat? |
| 'Cause I don’t feel too great
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| Anymore, but I want to stay
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| Oh, don’t you want to stay as well?
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| I don’t think that you do
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| I’ve got this funny feeling that you don’t feel like I do
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| This conversation’s just passing you by
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| I know it, I can see it in your eyes
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| You’ve had one too many, lo and behold
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| You’re tellin' the secrets that can’t be told
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| You feel so special, it feels so bold
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| But then you knock me back and I fall
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| I fall to the floor
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| And all I wanted was a kiss
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| All I wanted was a chance tonight
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| I’m walking home, I’ve pissed and I’m frozen
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| My mind’s been warmed up by that little token of you
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| In your little ways
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| Still, they’re sleepin' in your bed today
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| And now beeps the phone
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| I fumble ‘round to answer, but I end up puttin' it on hold
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| Late night taxis keep passin' me by
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| I feel sick and look to the sky
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| I’ve had one too many, lo and behold
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| The late night lovers stay out in the cold
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| I ring your number, I feel so bold
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| You kick me into touch and I fall
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| I fall to the floor
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| But all I wanted was a kiss
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| All I wanted was a chance tonight
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| But yeah, your ignorance was bliss
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| Yeah, your ignorance was paradise
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| So just give me a chance
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| Just give me a sign or something
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| To tell me what you want
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| 'Cause before too long there’ll be somebody else
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| It’s then that you’ll know that you wanted more
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| You call out my name, but I fail to respond
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| Now it knocks you back in the floor
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| You fall to the floor
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| You’re not just a number
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| Upon a computer
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| Or a waiting list
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| You’re not just a number
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| Upon a computer
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| Or a shopping list |