| A brand new new year
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| From the flip side of the world
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| If I start diggin'
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| Would I find you somewhere within the earth?
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| With a shovel, a party popper
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| Your t-shirt reads, «Happy New Year!»
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| Watching the timer, on the microwave
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| Fell asleep before The Big Parade
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| At 30 past, I curse jetlag
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| Slept through fireworks, the city laughs
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| Missed calls, says it all
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| What am I to you?
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| It’s some fall, my five feet tall
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| What am I to you?
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| I cannot sleep
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| Who’s buying your drinks?
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| The sheets stick
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| This heat takes getting used to
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| Screaming count down
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| My kiss someone else’s
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| «The best night of your life»
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| My heart comes down, down
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| Missed calls, says it all
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| What am I to you?
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| It’s some fall, my five feet tall
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| What am I to you?
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| I was in a bathroom stall
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| Hidin' from the nightlife crawl
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| Hopin' you were feelin' somethin'
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| Enough to give me a call
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| I was never good at bein' patient
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| I care too much or not at all
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| Hopin' this could mean somethin'
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| Hopin' that I’m here at all
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| Missed calls, says it all
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| What am I to you? |
| (Missed calls)
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| It’s some fall, my five feet tall
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| What am I to you? |
| (Missed calls)
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| What am I to you? |