| Just in case, just in case I don’t become you
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| I remember planting trees when we were death proof
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| Holy sitting on the shoulder of a grown up
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| I’ll say anything for you to keep you sewn up
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| I’ll grow old for nothing
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| And you sweeten the deal
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| I caught a cold cos I was sleeping with my hair wet
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| I remember all the clothes above the air vent
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| Putting all the little stones around your baby
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| To keep the insects out my brain but maybe
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| I’ll grow old for nothing
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| While you sweeten the deal
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| When you’re howling like a kettle on a stove top
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| I got something to do
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| But when you’re digging holes in the garden
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| I’ve got nothing to do
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| I’ll grow old for nothing
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| But something tells me you won’t let me choose
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| We could try the best coke in Mexico
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| And get higher than the Himalayas, untold
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| Eat our way through Sicily
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| And then float home by the Dead Sea
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| There’s a church in Prague, it’s made of bones
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| But I’ve been busy making my own
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| All the things that I wanna do when I got you
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| And you got me, and I know
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| Last year was cold and vacant
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| We didn’t get to Copenhagen
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| I wanna see New Orleans
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| And eat the wrong thing in the Phillipines
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| I got no money, I got no car
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| So I know we won’t get far
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| But I really really really wanna start again
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| And get bubbles in my blood going 'round the bend with you
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| With you
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| Just in case, just in case I don’t become you
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| Just in case, just in case I don’t become you
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| Just in case, just in case I don’t become you
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| Just in case, just in case I don’t become you |