| I was on 45th
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| I was half out of a bag (Oh yeah)
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| Yeah, I knew that you saw me
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| You laughed when I looked back
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| I thought I’d given up
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| Now I didn’t feel so bad
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| And then a shock went through me
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| And then I walked right back (Uh)
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| Do you want to get understood? |
| (Oh yeah)
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| Oh, do you want one thing or are you looking for sainthood?
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| Do you run when it’s just getting good?
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| Oh, do you, do you, do you, do you?
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| Someone get Popsicles
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| Someone do something 'bout this heat
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| 'Cause it’s late in October
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| And tar’s still melting in the streets
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| You tiptoe for ages and lose yourself
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| Flipping back pages, unbuckling belts
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| Oh, love, that’s the way love comes
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| Do you, don’t you know that that’s the way love comes?
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| Do you feel it black and blue?
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| Oh, do you, do you, do you, do you? |