| I’m leavin' town and I’m not sure
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| if I’ll ever be coming back,
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| but if you wanted to came
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| say goodbye,
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| well I wouldn’t mind that.
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| I’m leavin' town and I’m not sure
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| if I’ll ever be coming back,
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| but if you wanted a whisky
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| with me,
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| well I wouldn’t stop that.
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| But then the butterflies,
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| they start again,
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| my heart decides to pump again,
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| but I’m making my way,
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| babe,
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| I’m making my way.
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| But then the butterflies,
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| they start again,
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| my heart decides to pump again,
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| but I’m making my way,
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| babe,
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| I’m making my way.
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| You were in love with love,
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| you weren’t in love with me.
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| I’ve twisted upside down in your memory,
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| and now you,
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| want me.
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| You were in love with love,
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| you weren’t in love with me.
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| I’ve twisted upside down in your memory,
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| and now you,
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| want me.
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| And now the butterflies,
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| they start again,
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| my heart decides to pump again,
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| but I’m making my way,
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| babe,
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| I’m making my way.
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| And now the butterflies,
|
| they start again,
|
| my heart decides to pump again,
|
| but I’m making my way,
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| babe,
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| I’m making my way.
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| And now the butterflies,
|
| they start again,
|
| my heart decides to pump again,
|
| but I’m making my way,
|
| babe,
|
| I’m making my way.
|
| And now the butterflies,
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| they start again,
|
| my heart decides to pump again,
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| but I’m making my way,
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| babe,
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| I’m making my way. |