| This ain’t hoops, this ain’t hopscotch
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| And this ain’t dodge ball in the sandlot
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| And this ain’t cards
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| It’s our hearts we’re dealing with now
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| No more games for me girl I’m fit to be tied down
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| I’ve lost at love, got some bruises
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| But the heart that don’t give up
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| Never really loses
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| Since I met you
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| It don’t make sense to keep on playing around
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| Anyone can see you’ve got me
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| Fit to be tied down
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| Tie me down, wrap me up in forever
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| I’ve found something sweet in surrendering now
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| Take me off this merry go round
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| Going round in circles has got me nowhere
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| But a love like yours is really so rare
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| And I’m amazed at the treasure I’ve finally found
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| I’m on bended knee
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| 'Cause I’m fit to be tied down
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| Tie me down, wrap me up in forever
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| I’ve found something sweet in surrendering now
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| Take me off this merry go round
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| This ain’t hoops, this ain’t hopscotch
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| And this ain’t dodge ball in the sandlot
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| And this ain’t cards
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| It’s our hearts we’re dealing with now
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| No more games for me girl I’m fit to be tied down
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| No more games for me girl I’m fit to be tied |