| Hey you
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| I saw you from across the room
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| You looked hip hop and punk rock
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| And as if you fell out from the third floor partyin'
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| And I couldn’t help to stare at you
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| Wanna ask what’s your favourite food
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| If you smoked with before work
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| If you’re as badass as you look
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| Yeah I got hard-eyed
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| Now can I ever let you go
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| I need you lying on my dirty floor
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| Saying shit that I already know
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| As if you’re the kind of my home
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| Oh, please be a cocky cool kid
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| And I promise I will call for you
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| I was crying evertime you were crying
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| And forget it everytime you were around
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| Sitting with my hand in my lap and just listen
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| And laugh and smile at what you say
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| And if you were sad I would touch you and kiss you
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| And say it’ll all be alright
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| I guess it was called for when you’d come around sayin
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| You’re just to much
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| Yeah I got hard-eyed
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| Now can I ever let you go
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| I need you lying on my dirty floor
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| Saying shit that I already know
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| As if you’re the kind of my home
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| Oh, please be a cocky cool kid
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| And I promise I will call for you
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| Yeah I got hard-eyed
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| Now can I ever let you go
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| I need you lying on my dirty floor
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| Saying shit that I already know
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| As if you’re the kind of my home
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| Oh, please be a cocky cool kid
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| And I promise I will call for you
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| For you
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| For you
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| (for you for you for you, for you) |