| Well your love’s just like running a red light
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| Playing with a pocketful of dynamite
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| Yeah your love’s more hell than spending a month in a Mexican jail
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| I lost the key and ain’t gonna make bail
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| That’s what it feels like
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, well I can’t sleep
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, I’m in too deep
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| Can’t go back, don’t look down
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| Everything’s just spinning around the ceiling
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| You slay me, amaze me
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| And I kinda dig the feeling
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| Well your love’s just like driving blind on a moonless night
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| Quoting scripture in a 9 to 5
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| Back to the wild, too late for leaving
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| Eating them apples in the garden of Eden
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, well I can’t sleep
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, I’m in too deep
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| Can’t go back, don’t look down
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| Everything’s just spinning around the ceiling
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| You slay me, amaze me
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| And I kinda dig the feeling
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| I kinda dig the feeling
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| I don’t believe in love at first sight, oh no
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| But the first I saw you it was decided
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, well I can’t sleep
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, I’m in too deep
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| Can’t go back, don’t look down
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| Everything’s just spinning around the ceiling
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| You slay me, amaze me
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| And I kinda dig the feeling
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, I kinda dig the feeling
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, I kinda dig the feeling |