| I aspire to you rockabilly heart
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| All animals and engine
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| But I always fake the part
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| My side of the bed
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| I want push of the ledge
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| Cause I can’t get you to feel it
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| Till you’re out there on the edge
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| You say give it give it give it give it to you
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| And then you take it till there’s nothing left
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| So put your hands where you want to
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| Start screaming across the City
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| I’m making it pretty
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| But I know I mean nothing
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| I’m just drugs to you
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| Still I’m jonesing like a fiend
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| So line me up that Dopamine
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| Ah Ah Ah Nah ah ah ah
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| We had to break up
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| But I can’t get you to feel the break
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| Call this what you will
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| Just don’t call it a mistake
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| Call it addiction
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| Say that we were not in love
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| I don’t really care now
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| When you’re all I’m thinking of
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| Yeah you’re all I’m thinking of
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| I go out the way that I feel
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| You think I’m just a fiend
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| I’m just a chemical in your head
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| I’m just that Dopamine
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| So come on line me up
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| Come on line me up
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| Come on line me up that Dopamine (x5)
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| So put your hands where you want to
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| Start screaming across the City
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| Line me up that Dopamine
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| And I’m jonesing like a fiend
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| So line me up that Dopamine
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| Come on line me up
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| Come on line me up that Dopamine
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| Come on line me up
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| Come on line me up that Dopamine |