| Soft and sweet
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| Soft and sweet
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| Soft and sweet
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| Get up
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| (Soft and sweet)
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| Even in Paris I was sad
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| (Soft and sweet)
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| She said she won’t never leave my side
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| (Soft and sweet)
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| Raised her like my son
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| Shine on me like sun
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| Sometimes I say I hate my life
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| I’m only joking I’ll be alright
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| I know better I’ll be alright
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| But if you call and I don’t answer
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| Don’t be scared tiny dancer
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| I’ll be alright, I’ll be alright
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| Last night I almost crashed my car
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| Saw your name glowing in the dark
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| You thought of me in the nick of time
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| It’s almost morning in New York
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| And it’s been a minute since we spoke
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| You talk me like you’re by my side
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| Don’t talk like that she said, she said
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| She said it makes her sad
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| Don’t talk like that she said, «Be glad»
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| Don’t talk like that she said, she said
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| She said it makes her sad
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| Don’t talk like that she said, «Be glad»
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| «'Cause you got what you have»
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| She said, «I pray for your vocal chords»
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| It’s no easy job to connect
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| (Raised her like my son)
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| Such a hectic heart and such a heavy head
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| Such a heavy heart with such a hectic head
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| Felt when it dropped, heavy
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| Pit of my stomach, belly
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| Always there for me, deli
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| It’ll all be okay, it’ll all be okay
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| Balance how I feel the weight
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| Tellin' me to see the good in the bad
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| Tellin' me to stop settin' traps
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| Even in Paris I was sad
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| Choked, tense; |
| nows, thens
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| Even when they’re handing me the bag
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| Time spent; |
| fashion sense
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| Put me back together again
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| Always the seamstress for the band
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| A steady cure for my shaky hands
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| It’s the way she talk and things she says
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| Don’t talk like that she said, she said
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| She said it makes her sad
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| Don’t talk like that she said, «Be glad»
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| «'Cause you got what you have»
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| Don’t talk like that she said, she said
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| She said it makes her sad
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| Don’t talk like that she said
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| «You don’t know what you have»
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| «You don’t know what you have»
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| «You don’t know what you-»
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| Even in Paris I was sad |