I stand under your house
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More precisely, under your window
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You are always hiding behind the curtain
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Even when it's very light
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I don't have a phone
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More precisely, only yours
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You don't go out for a very long time
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Watch the tenth movie
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And everyone hangs out on subscriptions
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And in padiks in trendy haircuts
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And they go to clubs in wigs
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Lips are painted for dummies
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For boys on eyelashes
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And manic. |
Their faces are like from the Titanic
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Books, as if from kindergarten,
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And the manners from the box
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The boys on the rocking chair
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Love sex and dating
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And in a prefix with their pack
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Beer to maintain
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Smoked without pale
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And laugh at the name
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The evening was very busy
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On the hands and on the bedrooms,
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And so you sat
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Behind a purple sky curtain
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Someone didn't come to you
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Yes, and who needs it?
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No more trembling hope
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You don't look for advice in people,
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But know one thing for sure
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Under your window, I'm under your window
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I believe in your love. |
I know what we'll find
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Minutes go beyond the horizon, we are not together
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It's not easy for me with you, but it's worth it
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Under your window, I'm under your window
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I believe in your love. |
I know what we'll find
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Minutes go beyond the horizon, we are not together
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It's not easy for me with you, but it's worth it
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Under your window, I'm under your window
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I believe in your love. |
I know what we'll find
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Minutes go beyond the horizon, we are not together
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It's not easy for me with you, but it's worth it
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Under your window, I'm under your window
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I believe in your love. |
I know what we'll find
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Minutes go beyond the horizon, we are not together
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It's not easy for me with you, but it's worth it |