| Ya she kisses the way that good songs are sung
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| And she thinks that she’s special
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| But she knows that I’m really only looking for some fun
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| Now she’s sitting on my bed half naked
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| Asking if I wanna go out and get some breakfast
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| While I’m walking in the kitchen, wondering why the hell she hasn’t left yet
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| I’m losing hope
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| Thought I was living but I’m dying in Ontario
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| She should really be wearing her winter coat
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| Don’t know why all the girls around here wanna be so cold
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| Now she’s poppin' 'em like Tylenol and chasin' it with alcohol
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| She had a great set of legs and didn’t seem to mind my busted ass smile
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| Anyway, I bought her a couple of drinks
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| She had the first one, then got all religious on me
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| Mumbled something about twelve steps and how they parted the seas
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| I guess it’s time for me to leave
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| I’m losing hope
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| Thought I was living more like dying in Ontario
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| She should really be wearin' her winter coat
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| Don’t know why all the girls around here wanna be so cold
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| I’m getting tired of this feeling in my stomach
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| It’s not this city, it’s just what I’ve done with it
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| I’m getting tired
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| I’m getting tired…
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| All my angels are etched in snow x3
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| Thought I was living but I’m dying in Ontario |