| I. Soupherb
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| Caught in traffic, in the bus, stress then
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| Bumped my head, woke up all of the sudden
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| Stood up, looked at all the people standing
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| In the middle of that hell, there’s a spotlight of heaven
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| Started getting curious 'bout the lost-looking lady
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| Offered my seat, didn’t mean to look shady
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| Wondered if she would at least say maybe
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| If I ask her to enjoy beer and music with me
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| Attacked without a plan, there was just something about her
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| That I couldn’t understand, like there was a greater power
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| I just wanna take her hands, make the night about us
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| In the middle of the crowd, singing the chorus
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| No lust, but I had to ask first
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| Started with a couple laughs, engagement turned serious
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| Convinced (her) to be partners, got lost searching corners
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| Searching through my plans again, wished I prepared another
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| Got it covered, told her to cut off the deal and wonder
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| Instead through the streets illuminated
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| By the outdated streetlights, just a couple isolated
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| From the harshness of the real life
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| Went on to ask real nice, she hesitated |
| Something about tonight just feels right 'cause it really felt that we connected
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| So we stood under city lights
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| In a few seconds later, she accepted, it was magical
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| II. |
| Kensa
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| Driftin in the cityscape lights
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| Savour the saccharine sunset with cotton candy skies
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| Pretend we don’t exist for a day
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| Baby, all we got’s a city where we don’t have names
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| The clocktower’s tickin so we had to carpe diem
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| Caffeinated conversations in the local cafeteria
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| We were never graced with day-to-day tête-à-têtes
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| But we’re lucky with the chance of being dressed for the occasion
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| Just one night, we waltzed to the music
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| Bathed in a drizzle of the arrows of Cupid
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| I was magnetised by your gravitational pull
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| You’ve been holding me together like Jupiter’s moons
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| Just one night, we attained supernova
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| A flash in the sky: intense copulation
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| We didn’t care about the world’s complications
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| Every variable completed the equation
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| A pillow conversation is a poet’s daydream
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| But the narrative we played in was better than fiction
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| Shared a cigarette and kissed the night away |
| Lost count of how many times I melted in your gaze
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| We exist in the opposite ends of the planet
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| The day and night distinction was perfectly dramatic
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| And as the sun rises in the coast of the skyline
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| We promised to be reunited in the next lifetime
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| Outro:
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| Celine: Okay, it’s your turn, you call your friend. |
| Okay?
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| Jesse: Uh, alright, umm, *brng brng brng* I usually get this guy’s answering
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| machine. |
| *brrrrrng*
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| Celine: Hi dude, what’s up?
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| Jesse: Uhhh hey Frank, how you been? |
| I’m glad you’re home
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| Celine: Cool, yeah. |
| So how was Madrid?
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| Jesse: I’m rapturous. |
| And I’ll tell you why. |
| I met somebody in my last night in
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| Europe, can you believe that?
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| Celine: That’s incredible
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| Jesse: I know, I know. |
| And you know how they say we’re all each other’s demons
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| and angels? |
| Well she was literally a Botticelli angel, just telling me that
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| everything is gonna be okay |