| I wake up and it’s half past four
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| My baby, she turns her face to the wall
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| I ain’t gonna cry, but it ain’t that funny no more
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| I pulled on a blanket made of stars
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| I wrap up my darling all nice and warm
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| I ain’t gonna lie, but I don’t want the truth no more
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| Everybody knows
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| Ain’t found this good since the Stone Age
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| When my undying love was just a phase
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| On her way to the club, I hear her say
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| She’d dance the night away
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| Everybody needs some fleeting love
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| I follow my baby up the hotel stairs
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| And I’m lying into the back of her legs
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| I ain’t gonna buy whatever it is they’re selling no more
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| I wake up later and it’s half past five
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| My baby she stretches, opens her eyes, she says
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| «I ain’t gonna lie, but I could get to like you, babe»
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| Everybody knows
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| Ain’t found this good since the Stone Age
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| When my undying love was just a phase
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| On her way to the club, I hear her say
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| She’d dance the night away
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| Everybody needs some fleeting love
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| Ain’t found this good since the Stone Age
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| When my undying love was just a phase
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| When she opened her eyes, I heard her cry
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| Saying, «Darling, don’t you sigh
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| 'Cause everybody needs some fleeting love» |