| Feels like I’m sleepin' in someone else’s bed
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| Cos I’m troubled today, but not for long
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| So let’s pack our bags and let’s go to the desert
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| And I’ll bring my heart before it’s gone gone gone, yeah
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| Well I’m 6 foot 8 and you make me smile
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| Will you kiss my neck, just for a little while?
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| You’re takin' pictures and they’re green and red, yeah
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| But if we get caught we’re almost definitely dead!
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| Ooh and ya crossed that bridge of my indecision
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| You took some hits and it wasn’t fair
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| But I’d follow you anywhere
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| And there’s something to be said and it’s
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| Could I love you?
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| Could I love you?
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| Could I love you?
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| Could I love you?
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| Could I love you?
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| Could I love you?
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| Ooh yeah yeah yeah yeah
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| Well it’s birthday mornin' and my head is sore
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| This drinking business doesn’t make you appear
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| But I’ll keep on tryin' till my pen runs dry, yeah
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| Cos you are the best and you don’t even have to try
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| Ooh cos ya crossed that bridge of my indecision
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| You took some hits and it wasn’t fair
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| But I’d follow you anywhere
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| And there’s something to be said and it’s
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| Could I love you?
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| Could I love you?
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| Could I love you?
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| Could I love you?
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| Could I love you?
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| Could I love you?
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| Yeah
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| Could I love you?
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| Could I love you?
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| Could I love you?
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| Could I love you?
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| Could I love you?
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| Could I love you?
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| Yeah yeah yeah |