| Everything is greater than the sum of all its parts
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| When I think of you can’t tell anything apart
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| Wake up in the morning to
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| A bird for me a bird for you
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| A bird for you and I’ll take two
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| Ah-oooh
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| Jitterbugs wild inside her
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| Like sharks that never tire
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| An awful song
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| He starts to conspire
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| Like it’s his own desires
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| Running down and blooming all around
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| The sun goes down
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| Showing me your tenderness
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| That seems so counterfeit
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| I could let myself believe it’s true
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| No regrets you had your best with personality
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| But I would never hold my breath for you
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| Yesterday I heard the news
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| A bird for me a bird for you
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| A bird for everything we do
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| Ah-ooooh
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| Always second-guessing
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| All that he’s confessing
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| Feels like she’s regressing to constantly impressing
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| Offer words like brightly colored birds
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| In awful numbers
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| When you whisper in my ear, it sounds so insincere
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| Then you pick apart my point of view
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| No regrets you had your best with personality
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| But I would never hold my breath for you
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| (For you, whatever you may do)
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| (Ahhh) |