| Oho oho oh oho oho
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| Ba da ba bum
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| Oho oho oh oho oho
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| Ba da ba bum
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| Ba da ba bum
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| Oho oho oh oho oho
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| I can hear planes
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| Flying over my head
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| Just hours before
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| You occupied my bed
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| In our darkness
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| We conjured up sunlight
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| In our haste, our need, our thirst
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| We lost our sight
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| But I was inspired
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| Tracing the lines on your face
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| To the poetry the first time
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| I heard your name
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| When I trip from your lips
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| My heart was like a kick-drum
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| And it silenced the guilt
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| I wasn’t raised to hurt anyone
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| Uh oh, does he know
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| That I’m lying in the afterglow?
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| That I’m lying but I can’t go, can’t say no?
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| Make him think he’s crazy
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| While his paranoia grows
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| What he should be asking
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| Is «where did our love go?»
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| Then I wouldn’t be basking
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| In another man’s afterglow
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| Where did the beat go?
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| (In another man’s afterglow)
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| Where is the beat?
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| Where did the beat go?
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| So how do I justify
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| To the judge and the jury
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| The voices in my head
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| That caused this fury
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| Never had to play
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| With matches to start a fire
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| But it got so cold
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| And I thought I’d forgotten desire
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| I was your concubine
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| And your Madonna
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| You couldn’t see anything
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| Behind your baby’s mama
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| How long is lonely supposed to last?
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| I was naked and waiting
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| For you to come back
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| Mm
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| Uh oh, does he know
|
| That I’m lying in the afterglow?
|
| That I’m lying but I can’t go, can’t say no?
|
| Make him think he’s crazy
|
| While his paranoia grows
|
| What he should be asking
|
| Is «where did our love go?»
|
| Then I wouldn’t be basking
|
| In another man’s afterglow
|
| Where did the beat go?
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| (In another man’s afterglow)
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| Where is the beat?
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| Where did the beat go?
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| Oho oho oh oho oho
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| There’s a cause and effect
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| Although I took the steps
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| I dove off the bridge
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| Cause I had nothing left
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| All I ever wanted was you
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| And in the absence of you
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| I fell through
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| Uh oh, does he know
|
| That I’m lying in the afterglow?
|
| That I’m lying but I can’t go, can’t say no?
|
| Make him think he’s crazy
|
| While his paranoia grows
|
| What he should be asking
|
| Is «where did our love go?»
|
| Then I wouldn’t be basking
|
| In another man’s afterglow
|
| Where did the beat go?
|
| (In another man’s afterglow)
|
| Where is the beat?
|
| Where did the beat go?
|
| Where is the beat?
|
| Where did the beat go?
|
| (In another man’s afterglow)
|
| Where is the beat?
|
| Where did the beat go?
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| (Where did the love go?)
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| Oho oho oh oho oho
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| Where did the beat go?
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| Oho oho oh oho oho
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| Where did the love go? |