| Well first things first, a cheers
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| With the clink of beers in glass
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| And then some miniature golfing
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| And then some karate class
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| Oh, you even met her parents
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| And talked about traveling the world
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| 'Til she said «No matter what you think
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| I will never ever be your girl»
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| No no no no no
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| And it hurt, hurt, hurts my brain
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| No no no no no
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| I didn’t know it could feel this way
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| No no no no no
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| And it hurt, hurt, hurts my brain
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| No no no no no
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| I didn’t know I could feel this way
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| Oh, you saw her at the promenade
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| With a boy that wasn’t you
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| Flip though books at the tattoo shop
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| To the scent of her new perfume
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| A glitch in the mod matrix?
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| No, no, don’t get your high hopes up
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| Because boys like you don’t get girls like her without a million odds, good luck
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| No no no no no
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| And it hurt, hurt, hurts my brain
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| No no no no no
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| I didn’t know it could feel this way
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| No no no no no
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| And it hurt, hurt, hurts my brain
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| No no no no no
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| I didn’t know you could feel this way |