| If only you could call me after
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| Write it down now, right down on the plastic now
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| Slowly as it dawns on me I weep
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| If only we could, don’t wanna act too fast, but
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| Yeah, just don’t feel like dancing on my own
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| Yeah, just don’t feel like dancing on my own
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| Yeah, just don’t feel like it, when I got nobody at all
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| Yeah, just don’t feel like dancing on my own
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| On my own
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| Cyclical and so sycophantic
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| Hide it now and bite down on the plastic cup
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| I just wanna be rest on my baby
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| I just wanna, don’t wanna act too fast, but
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| Yeah, just don’t feel like dancing on my own
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| Yeah, just don’t feel like dancing on my own
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| Yeah, just don’t feel like it, when I got nobody at all
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| Yeah, just don’t feel like dancing on my own
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| Pass…
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| I just don’t feel like it
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| Pass…
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| Yeah, just don’t feel like dancing on my own
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| Yeah, just don’t feel like it, when I got nobody at all
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| Yeah, just don’t feel like dancing on my own |