| Does it seem cold in here to you? |
| Ah man
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| What’s there to do tonight? |
| Anything?
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| Gimme another cigarette over here
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| Is there anything left in that bottle?
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| (Yeah) Give it here man. |
| Over here
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| Ah. |
| Ah-oh-ah. |
| Yeah
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| Some people live apart
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| They break your heart so damn easy
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| An' then one night in stunning victory
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| She decides and you agree: she’s leavin'
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| Will you ever be the same?
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| Will you ever be the same?
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| That’s when push come to shove
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| I believe it was inevitable
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| That’s when push come to shove
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| Could this be the one that got away?
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| I get the message, guess I knew it all along
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| Says you’re a stranger here in paradise, you fool
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| It seems like forty days and forty nights
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| Since someone used my first name, including you
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| Will it never be the same?
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| Is this the one that got away?
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| (Guitar Solo)
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| Push, shove
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| Push, shove
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| Push, shove
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| Push, shove
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| Push, shove
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| Push, shove
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| Now I’m ahead of the game
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| Drivin' me insane
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| Ah! |
| It’s a small change
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| Ooh, I’m just a pushover
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| Over and over, yeah-eah |