| Crushed on the train, we’d stand by the window
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| Sweat through the hot parts of June
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| We hugged it out and ducked it on purpose
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| Nothing else I needed to do
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| I was born, born to beg for you
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| Later that year in the back of the Warsaw
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| I thought you and I might be okay
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| Spinning and quiet, you leaned in against me
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| Said, «I'm gonna have it all someday»
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| I was born, born to beg for you
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| I was born, born to beg for you
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| I’d cry, crawl. |
| I’d do it all
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| Teakettle love, I’d do anything
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| I’d cry, crawl. |
| I’d do it all
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| Teakettle love, I’d do anything
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| New York is older and changing its skin again
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| It dies every ten years and then it begins again
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| If your heart was in it, I’d stay a minute
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| I’m dying to be taken apart
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| I was born, born to beg for you
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| I was born, born to beg for you
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| I’d cry, crawl. |
| I’d do it all
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| Teakettle love, I’d do anything
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| I’d cry, crawl. |
| I’d do it all
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| Teakettle love, I’d do anything |