| All the boys are begging for her
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| Reaching long to grab her clothes to
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| Pull her in every direction and
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| Throw some game that won’t win
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| This girl, she’s looking at me
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| A glance over then down at her drink
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| I think she’s got the right idea
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| I think she’s got the right idea
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| «You come with me, we should leave
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| There’s more things interesting than this joint»
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| We pull stares from this whole crew
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| And you act like you never even knew
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| We move out to the street
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| It’s raining hard, coming down in sheets
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| She takes my hands, pulls hard
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| And then we make the dash to her car
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| I think she’s got the right idea
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| I think she’s got the right idea
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| «We're not going anywhere»
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| She says, «We'll just stay here»
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| «You come with me, we won’t leave
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| I’ll show you something interesting»
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| Her hair streaked her shirt with rain
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| And that did something to me |