| You don’t need to run the yellow
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| We can take a longer way home
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| We can keep this hush
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| 'Cause I don’t wanna share you with no one
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| You’re drawing on my skin with your finger tips
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| And wild flowers bloom in the corners of my ribs
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| I guess this is what heaven is
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| Now it’s the middle of December
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| I’m warmer than the weather
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| Your blue eyes are my shelter
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| You’re sippin' on my body like its red wine
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| I’m sittin' pretty hoping tThat you’ll stay the night
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| And if you say you want me I could make you mine
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| You know I want you, right?
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| I could blow your mind
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| Be your dynamite
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| You’re the one I’m thinking 'bout all day and night
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| You could take me home
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| I don’t wanna drive
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| I wanna look in your eyes
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| And you’re looking at me like I’m putting galaxies in the sky
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| But the sun’s coming up
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| Don’t say we’re outta luck
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| We think we know each other then one day I’m a stranger
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| And you know it keeps me up
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| All the vices I can’t give up
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| But I wanna keep you closer
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| In the morning I roll over and you know I’m hardly sober
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| But I’m really trying this time
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| Now its the middle of July
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| I’m colder than the ice
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| What are we gonna do?
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| You’re sippin' on my body like its red wine
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| I’m sittin' pretty hoping that you’ll stay the night
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| And if you say you want me I could make you mine
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| You know I want you, right?
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| I could blow your mind
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| Be your dynamite
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| You’re the one I’m thinking 'bout all day and night
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| You could take me home
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| I don’t wanna drive
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| I wanna look in your eyes
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| You’re sippin' on my body like its red wine
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| I’m sittin' pretty hoping that you’ll stay the night
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| And if you say you want me
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| Baby, say you want me
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| Oh, and I could blow your mind
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| Be your dynamite
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| You’re the one I’m thinking 'bout all day and night
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| You could take me home
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| I don’t wanna drive
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| I wanna look in your eyes
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| I wanna look in your eyes |