| Twenty-nine
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| Out here aging like a fine wine
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| My wit steady creeping up the incline
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| Free of all my worries
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| But then he caught me
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| Out here chilling with my homies
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| Came at me so correctly
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| And we’ve been going ever since
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| I think I love you
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| I think think I love you I do oo
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| Ooo ooo
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| Why are we playing
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| Why are are we playing cuz you do too
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| Ooo ooo
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| Butterflies
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| Every time I’m with you
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| All my time flies
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| No need to read between the lines
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| Cause everything here makes sense
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| I think I love you
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| I think think I love you I do oo
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| Ooo ooo
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| Why are we playing
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| Why are are we playing cuz you do too
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| Ooo ooo |