| I got no sleep inside your heaven, your hell
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| Cuz you was charming and that bell was chiming
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| I was dancing though the ticking of such terrible timing
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| If you’d left me alone on the sidewalk
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| Then at least I’d know just where I stand
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| But if caution gets caught in a gust of the wind
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| Then there ain’t no use drawing a line in the sand
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| So this being the street where the show ends and your house begins
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| And ever since you kissed me
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| Well I’ve switched to drinkin' gin
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| And there ain’t no amount of drinkin'
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| That could make my mind forget
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| Stayed all night inside that ringin' bell
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| I know temptation better than I know myself
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| I’ve seen it flicker underneath your lashes
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| And if that’s a fire then I’m bound for ashes
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| If you’d left me alone on the sidewalk
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| Then at least I’d know just where I stand
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| But if caution gets caught in a gust of the wind
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| Then there ain’t no use drawing a line in the sand
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| So this being the street where the show ends and your house begins
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| And ever since you kissed me
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| Well I’ve switched to drinkin' gin
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| And there ain’t no amount of drinkin'
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| That could make my mind forget
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| And there ain’t no amount of trouble
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| That could make make my heart regret |