| Open up the door
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| Widen like I never did before
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| Slidin' like a bird
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| Kiss me like you never had the nerve
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| told me something
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| Open up and never close me up
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| Would it be okay, yeah?
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| Okay? |
| Okay?
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| Tell me, would it be OK?
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| I had the nerve so I jumped to the beat
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| Don’t say that
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| Say you wasn’t feeling me
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| Like the vibe in the air wasn’t perfect? |
| C’mon
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| Sway with me left, come sway with me
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| Hold me in the right places
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| Like its the last time we’ll be here
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| It’s the last time, the last time
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| Get down in the night
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| I brought a sticky-icky
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| Pass me the light, the manager
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| If you don’t get the vibe you cannot kick it with me, me
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| Last time like a new stratitian
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| I might even move my baggage, give you room to listen
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| Open the door, who it be?
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| Insecurities and Cupid’s prison
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| I gotta give it to you, you’re the only one who visit
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| I be the fire to the ash and only you have risen
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| Nigga glisten, swear my vision
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| Your heart be beatin' when you peep me on the television
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| Endure the sweet and don’t be bitter with your pessimism
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| Momma call that love is like the deepest form of terrorism
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| Perfectionism, balance, skepticism
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| Wake up every day and now I’m counting blessings with him
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| Had the had me stressin again
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| Magnetic is electric, the recognition is him
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| Tell me, would it be OK?
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| I had the nerve so I jumped to the beat
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| Don’t say that
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| Say you wasn’t feeling me
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| Like the vibe in the air wasn’t perfect? |
| C’mon
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| Sway with me left, come sway with me
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| Hold me in the right places
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| Like its the last time we’ll be here
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| The last time, the last time |