| The clocks turning, eyes blurring
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| Someone said they’re calling time
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| But love I’m still burning and if they stop serving
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| I’ll never drink you off my mind
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| I guess I could go home and dream about you now
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| But just pick up the phone and turn this night around
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| The clocks turning, my eyes are burning
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| Someone said they’re calling time
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| I don’t know what I’m doing here while I could be loving you
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| I should be loving you, I said
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| I don’t know what I’m doing here while I could be loving you
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| I should be loving you
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| My stories leaving, the cab is screaming
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| I’m drunk enough to make a move
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| I don’t know what I’m doing here while I could be loving you
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| I should be loving you
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| I’m still sailing, still wailin'
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| 6am it’s getting late
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| She’s smiling, I’m lying
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| Chances are you’re not awake
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| I don’t wanna go and take her home tonight
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| So please pick up the phone let me hold you tight
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| Cause' jack’s talking, trouble walking
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| But straight enough to find my way
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| I don’t know what I’m doing here while I could be loving you
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| I should be loving you, honey
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| I don’t know what I’m doing here while I could be loving you
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| I should be loving you
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| My stories leaving, the cab is screaming
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| I’m drunk enough to make a move
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| I don’t know what I’m doing here while I could be loving you
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| I should be loving you
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| I’m bleeding, breathing, feeling
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| Missy fantasy’s not really healing
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| I’m bleeding, breathing, screamin'
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| So close but no way near
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| Hey I don’t know what I’m doing here
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| I don’t know what I’m doing here while I could be loving you
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| I should be loving you, honey
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| I don’t know what I’m doing here while I could be loving you
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| I should be loving you
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| My stories leaving, the cab is screaming
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| I’m strong enough to make a move
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| I don’t know what I’m doing here while I could be loving you
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| I should be loving you
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| I, I, I don’t know |