| Don’t let your love get the best of you
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| I’ll be your someone new
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| And I can stop if you wanna pretend
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| She was in my circle of friends
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| And I’ll be in this circus, I’ve been in till the end
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| And I still don’t know how to begin
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| Don’t wanna be blue in the end
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| And I don’t want to give you the bends
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| But till I’m at the surface I would say it depends
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| I can’t help myself sometimes
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| Gotta think it through
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| I get stuck on your waistline
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| I’m not over you
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| I can’t hold it back when I think of you
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| There ain’t no time for us to waste time
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| Don’t let your love get the best of you
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| I’ll be your someone new
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| I could always do it again
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| You had me to veto, I had you to defend
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| It gave me something to do
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| Somewhere to aim to make you the pursuit
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| And I, I got you in the end
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| Be at your service when you need me to tend
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| Until I know my purpose I would say it depends
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| I can’t help myself sometimes
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| Gotta think it through
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| I get stuck on your waistline
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| I’m not over you
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| I can’t hold it back when I think of you
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| There ain’t no time for us to waste time
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| So, my darling
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| I’m so fucked up again
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| I need your loving
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| Just to be somebody
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| Body, body
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| Oh, my darling
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| But at the end of the day
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| You had the authority to send it away
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| And I can’t say I won’t be amazed
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| But do I have the energy to turn a new page?
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| 'Cause I’m afraid of the end
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| But, after all, I could read it again
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| Till I understand I would say it depends
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| I can’t help myself sometimes
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| Gotta think it through
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| I get stuck on your waistline
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| I’m not over you
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| I can’t hold it back when I think of you
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| There ain’t no time for us to waste time
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| So, my darling
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| I’m so fucked up again
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| I need your loving
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| Just to be somebody
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| Body, body
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| Oh, my darling
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| So, my darling
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| I’m so fucked up again
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| I need your loving
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| Just to be somebody
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| Body, body
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| Oh, my darling |