| Hot cold season, gonna sink in my sweat
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| No one isn’t ever gonna make it there yet
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| If you can’t even cope with it
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| Then you’ll pass me by
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| And you’ll take it over
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| And make it mine
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| Fast slow living is a-holding me back
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| Wishing that my baby never told me that
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| I can’t even cope to make it last
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| Then you’ll pass me by
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| And you’ll take it over
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| And you’ll make it mine
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| Then you want it a-, want it a-, want it again
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| Then you want it a-, want it a-, want it again
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| Then you want it a-, want it a-, want it again
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| Then you want it a-, want it a-, want it again
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| My dear, you’ve been used
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| I’m breaking the news
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| Well, love nearly beat us
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| I’m thinking like you
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| Well, I’m thinking of you
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| Well, love follows near us
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| Can love really steer us?
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| Oh, can it be true?
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| Oh, can it be true?
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| Lost all reason from playing your games
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| Better quit staring 'cause you’re looking the same
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| I can’t even cope to make a change
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| Then you’ll pass me by
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| And you’ll take it over
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| And make it mine
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| Use me up
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| Use me up
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| Taper off and I’m had |