| Fly, your head high still at 7 AM
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| I stay up waiting for you to land
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| You’re such a mess and you know
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| Chasing and chasing the afterglow
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| So, I have your name on the tip of my lips
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| You got a face that nobody forgets
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| You are a sign of the times
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| Nobody knows who you are tonight
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| I know I tried to let my mind go off alone
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| This time you’ve got to know
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| You think you’re Mona Lisa
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| Just hanging around
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| You’re high enough for both of us
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| And not coming down
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| You think you’re Mona Lisa
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| When no one’s around
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| You can’t believe the irony
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| Just look at you now
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| Now, you are looking framed
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| As you lean up on the wall
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| You sober up and make a call
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| This is the way it begins
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| You love the view of an audience
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| Tempts, in your dress so skinny and black
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| Your man you called is going to overreact
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| Because in time you will see
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| You never knew you were using me
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| You think that it’s love
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| Because you want it bad enough
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| This time you’ve got to know
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| You think you’re Mona Lisa
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| Just hanging around
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| You’re high enough for both of us
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| And not coming down
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| You think you’re Mona Lisa
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| When no one’s around
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| You can’t believe the irony
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| Just look at you now
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| Fly, your head high still at 7 AM
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| I can’t keep waiting for you to land
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| You’re such a wreck and you know
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| Trapped with your back to the wall alone
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| So, I took your name on the tip of my lips
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| You’re just a face that I want to forget
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| You are a sign of the times
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| Nobody knows who you are tonight
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| You think you’re Mona Lisa
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| Just hanging around
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| You’re high enough for both of us
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| And not coming down
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| You think you’re Mona Lisa
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| When no one’s around
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| You can’t believe the irony
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| Just look at you now
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| Wake up, baby
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| You are all alone
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| And we both know it
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| Wake up, baby yeah
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| I am waiting
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| You are all alone
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| And we both know it
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| Wake up, baby yeah |