| Cracking up on the radio
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| And a tunnel below the city
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| And I’m losing you cause you move to slow
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| I’m wishing you could keep up with me
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| I’m in love with you but I don’t know why
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| You get so complicated
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| Though you have not left you have said goodbye
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| I’m wishing that we could have mated
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| What I wouldn’t do to be friends with you
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| What I wouldn’t do, what I wouldn’t do What I wouldn’t do to be friends with you
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| What I wouldn’t do, what I wouldn’t do Tearing it up on a thunderstorm
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| On a long red stretch of highway
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| And I’m wondering if I would be home
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| If it was anybody else’s birthday
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| I’m in love with you but I killed myself
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| Trying to figure out how to do it
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| You’re on a pedestal I’m on the edge of the shelf
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| You know I’m moving ever closer to it What I wouldn’t do to be friends with you
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| What I wouldn’t do, what I wouldn’t do What I wouldn’t do to be friends with you
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| What I wouldn’t do, what I wouldn’t do What I wouldn’t do to be friends with you
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| What I wouldn’t do, what I wouldn’t do What I wouldn’t do to be friends with you
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| What I wouldn’t do, what I wouldn’t do What I wouldn’t do to be friends with you
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| What I wouldn’t do, what I wouldn’t do What I wouldn’t do to be friends with you
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| What I wouldn’t do, what I wouldn’t do |