| Hurry on home to me
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| I’ve set a place for two
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| Hurry on back to me
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| I’ve made my mood your mood
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| You know I’m dress down-able
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| Uptown-able
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| Hair grab-able
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| Grand-slammable
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| But just hurry on home to me
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| 'Cause it’s just what we do
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| You disconnect me from my bones
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| So I can float, so I can roam
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| Disconnect me from my skin
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| Erase the marks, begin again
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| Hurry on home to me
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| I’ve been in bed since noon
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| Hurry on back to me
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| I’ve cleared out all the rooms
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| You know I’m unfuckable
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| Unloveable
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| Unlistenable
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| Unwatchable
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| But just hurry on home to me
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| I’ve made more space for you
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| You disconnect me from my bones
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| So I can float, so I can roam
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| Disconnect me from my skin
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| Erase the mark, begin again
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| Disconnect me from my bones
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| So I can float, so I can roam
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| Disconnect me from my skin
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| Erase the mark, begin again
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| You got me used to loving you
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| You got me used to loving you
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| You got me used to loving you
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| You got me used to loving you
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| You got me used to loving you
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| You got me used to loving you
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| You got me used to loving you
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| You got me used to loving you
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| You got me used to loving you |