| How would it feel?
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| The camera is kissing me
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| The telephone will make it real
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| And synchronize our sympathy
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| Your window’s down but you can’t feel
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| But you can hide
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| Your window’s down but you can’t feel
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| But you can hide
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| Cause they know you — How do you know?
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| Cause they know you — How do you know?
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| Cause they know you
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| Blacking out production city
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| Slap your art against the wall
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| The flower girls will talk straight to me
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| And sleep with me if I should call
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| Your window’s down but you can’t feel
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| But you can lie
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| Your window’s down but you can’t feel
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| But you can lie
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| Cause they know you — How do you know?
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| Cause they know you — How do you know?
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| Cause they know you — How do you know?
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| They don’t know you
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| Bomb in my head
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| I don’t think so, the question you’re asking is fine
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| All in my head
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| I don’t think so, the question you’re asking is mine…
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| How would it feel?
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| How would it feel?
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| Now, are you ever gonna let me down?
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| Are you ever gonna let me down?
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| Are you ever gonna let me down?
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| I can’t decide
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| Cause I know you — How do you know?
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| Cause I know you — How do you know?
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| Cause I know you — How do you know?
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| I don’t know you |