| You got a bottle of that red wine
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| There ain’t no music but you’re dancing
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| You’re lightin' candles, closing up blinds
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| I think we got an understanding
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| Just down the hallway
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| Up the stairs
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| Imma take you somewhere
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| You can get lost on me, fall into this bed
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| Into these arms, outta your head
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| So gone baby that you’ll forget
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| Where we’re even laying
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| Let me get you, outta touch, outta reach
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| Go and lose yourself in the sheets
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| And get lost on me, lost on me
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| You can get lost on me
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| Lost in your favorite vinyl record
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| While losing light and track of time yea
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| We could hide here forever
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| Pretend we’re stranded on an island
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| The only way they’re gonna find us
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| Is the trail of clothes behind us
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| So baby get lost on me, fall into this bed
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| Into these arms, outta your head
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| So gone baby that you’ll forget
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| Where we’re even laying
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| Let me get you, outta touch, outta reach
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| Go and lose yourself in the sheets
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| And get lost on me, lost on me
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| You can get lost on me, baby
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| Down the hallway
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| Up the stairs
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| Imma take you somewhere |
| You can get lost on me, fall into this bed
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| Into these arms, outta your head
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| So gone baby that you’ll forget
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| Where we’re even laying
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| Let me get you, outta touch, outta reach
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| Go and lose yourself in the sheets
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| And get lost on me, lost on me
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| You can get lost on
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| You can get lost on me, baby
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| Come and get lost on me, baby |