| Let’s call in all our favors in the final hour
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| And throw in all our chips along the way
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| Is this the last straw
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| Is this the ninth life, my friend?
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| Is it better to be honest and be unknown?
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| Will we break from this addiction if we come home?
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| This is the last straw
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| This is the ninth life, my friend
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| Let’s fall in love
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| All over again
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| And if it’s love that you want
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| Just tell me the where and the when
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| We’ve been fighting since we time we heard the bell ring
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| And we’ve wiped the living daylights from our face
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| Is this the last round?
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| Am I the right man, my friend?
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| (Mmm, yeah, let’s fall in love)
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| Let’s fall in love
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| All over again
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| And if it’s love that you want
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| Just tell me the where and the when
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| Let’s fall in love
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| All over again
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| And if it’s love that you want
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| Just tell me the where and the when
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| Do you remember what it feels like when a bee stings?
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| You wonder what it was she was accomplishing
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| This is a real life
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| Cut with a pocket knife, my friend
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| Let’s fall in love
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| All over again
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| And if it’s love that you want
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| Just tell me the where and the when |