| I don’t have time and it’s Friday night
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| Been sleeping with two eyes open looking for you, for you
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| The kind of girl who won’t apologise
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| Something cool in her oceans washes over you, over you
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| And I’m just trying to catch her eye
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| Her blue jeans don’t fit quite right, she smiles
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| Yeah she smiles
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| I don’t know how I don’t know why
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| I’m just trying to make a connection
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| To the left to the right
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| I’m just trying to make a connection
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| And in your eyes a silhouette
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| I’m just trying to make a connection
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| I’m not a man to walk away
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| I’m not a man to walk away from a connection
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| The morning sun caresses her skin
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| My mouth is dry as gordon’s gin
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| But I feel alive, feel alive
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| She said, I don’t believe in love at first sight
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| But you can take me home if it feels alright oh baby, oh baby
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| I said you drink as fast as Hemingway
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| But you still know all the right words to say oh baby, pretty baby
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| I don’t know how I don’t know why
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| I’m just trying to make a connection
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| To the left to the right
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| I’m just trying to make a connection
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| And in your eyes a silhouette
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| I’m just trying to make a connection
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| I’m not a man to walk away
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| I’m not a man to walk away from a connection
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| You always felt so out of place
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| As the light hits your face
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| And the dust falls from your eyes
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| You said you never want to say goodbye
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| We took a cab to the white light
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| You said you don’t want to end the night
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| And I said, I’m not a man
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| I’m not a man to walk away from a connection
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| I don’t know how I don’t know why
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| I’m just trying to make a connection
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| To the left to the right
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| I’m just trying to make a connection
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| And in your eyes a silhouette
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| I’m just trying to make a connection
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| I’m not a man to walk away
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| I’m not a man to walk away from a connection |