| It’s 3 a.m. I’m at your phone now
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| Girl, you’re on your way home now
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| But I know that you ain’t gone now
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| You say you want some space now, now
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| I said okay I’m gone now, yeah
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| I just wish that you could be a little straight forward
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| Me and you, you and me, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| I’m tryna', I’m just tryna' get through to you
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| I’m just tryna' get through to you
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| I’m just tryna' get through to you, yeah, hey
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| I’m just tryna' get through to you
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| I’m just tryna' get through to you
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| Yeah, hey
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| Sorry
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| What do we open up?
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| I just figured out to be an artist it’s the best that we can do without being
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| consious, baby
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| Now I’m taking off like a rocket, babe
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| If you only could see what I’ve been showing
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| You’re scared so long, your eyes been closed
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| It’s right there, at the bottom of your nose
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| Underneath your clothes, you just strike a pose
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| But only if you feel it necessary to yourself
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| I just wanna be with you, you want you, what to do
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| I can feel your energy whenever we touch skin to skin
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| Every time I do it I just wanna feel that way again
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| And I know I’m not imagining this world that we are in, baby
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| I’m tryna', I’m just tryna' get through to you
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| I’m just tryna' get through to you, yeah, yeah, oh
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| I’m just tryna' get through to you
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| Please, let me get through you
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| Please, let me get through you, ooohh |