| All of the life I’ve had it once before
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| Please, please, woman, I’ll be home at two
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| I drip, drip bourbon so top of your chest, aha
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| I tiptoe, honey, I’m on top of the room, aha
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| When we make love
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| You know I’m leaving
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| When we make love
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| I know you’re hurting
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| Now, I’m craving
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| Everything I see
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| I’ve waited years for you (Count lucky stars)
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| Never really hurts me (Count lucky stars)
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| I tiptoe in the world I’m searching
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| I’ll breathe fire into your mind
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| Dope fiends, that’s what we are
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| Dope fiends, count lucky stars
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| Oh, she did it
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| Oh, she did it
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| Now I’m thinking
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| There’s no use for me
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| Heaven is pouring and I’m a child
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| Grabbing as much as I can
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| I’ll make friends with royalty
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| Convince them to give to me
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| Dope fiends, that’s what we are
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| Dope fiends, count lucky stars
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| Oh, she did it
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| Oh, she did it
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| Now you’re saying
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| There’s no use for me
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| Dope fiends, that’s what you are
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| Dope fiends, that’s what we are
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| Dope fiends, that’s what you are |