| Now it all seems like a blur all the things we saw and heard
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| At least for me it was a first
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| Do you remember that night in Amsterdam?
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| Do you remember that night in Amsterdam?
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| Maybe you were too gone, maybe I was gone too
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| I know I was on you and I didn’t even want to land
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| Do you remember that night in Amsterdam?
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| Cause I remember clearly
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| So hard to describe the energy
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| You had to be there, you had to feel it for yourself
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| Walking through the static of the aromatics, started from the bottom made it to
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| the attic
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| Hoping I don’t leave up out this bitch an addict, halfway to the plane and we
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| still going at it, damn
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| And you was so sexy cursing out taxi drivers
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| And you was so public, you was like fuck it, let me ride it
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| So I did and you did, you had that man getting big
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| Wishing I can take you back to where I live, thought about you all the way back
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| to the crib
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| All those smoky rooms filled with tiny dancers
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| All those voices calling my name but I ain’t tryna answers
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| And when you lay down on me, I couldn’t help but stand
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| Had me all at attention, lost in this wonderland
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| I was so in tune, didn’t notice anyone else that was in the room
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| Made a small shower, so all the wallflowers didn’t have any other choose but to
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| bloom
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| Each moment run to the other, saw the beauty in every colour
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| Me and you standing in the light, then you was like, let me get a light |