| Please excuse my American eyes
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| They grow roses where roses shouldn’t be
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| I end up thinking about who I was
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| And how I always confuse what we had with love
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| You got my heartbeat
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| Thundering
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| You got me thinking our love is coming to an end
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| And I always, always, always let you back in
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| Let you back in my heart again
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| I always tell you there’s room when I know there isn’t
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| Do you still dream, dream, dream of a love so true?
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| Who doesn’t dream of other people when they’re with you?
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| Ooh
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| Ooh
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| Yeah
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| You got my heartbeat
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| Thundering
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| You got me thinking our love is coming to an end
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| And I always, always, always let you back in
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| Tell me why
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| Tell me why
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| Why do you always confuse my American eyes?
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| When you know I’m so vulnerable
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| And you
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| You’re painfully cool
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| You got my heartbeat thundering
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| You got me thinking our love is coming to an end
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| And I always, always, always let you back in
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| Thundering
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| Thundering
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| You’ve got my
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| You’ve got my
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| You’ve got my heartbeat
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| Thundering
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| Thundering
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| You’ve got my
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| You’ve got my
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| You’ve got my heartbeat
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| Beat
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| Beat
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| Thundering
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| Thundering
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| You’ve got my
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| You’ve got my
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| You’e got my
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| Heartbeat
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| Beat
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| Beat
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| Thundering
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| Thundering
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| And I always, always, always let you back, back
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| Back
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| Back
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| Let you back
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| Let you back in
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| You’ve got my
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| You’ve got my
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| You’ve got my heartbeat
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| Beat
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| Beat
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| Beat
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| Thundering
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| Thundering
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| Tell me why
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| You’ve got my heartbeat
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| Tell me
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| Thundering
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| Thundering |