| You looked so pretty it was ridonkulous
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| A frame to sail by your bootstraps and bows
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| But as you bound with your eyes up, oh no, oh no
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| Oh no, oh no, oh no
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| I never thought that you wanted it
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| So bad that you’d sit on the out
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| But that vertical kills as it thrills, oh no, oh no
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| Oh no, oh no, oh no
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| The best laid plans of mice and men
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| Were noble before the crowd walked in
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| Let’s not do it
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| Until we’re sure that
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| It’s not clinging onto air
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| So come on, let’s not get famous
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| We’ll work 'til we’re sore and then we can fall
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| Into each other’s sleep, and repeat, oh no, oh no
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| Oh no, oh no, oh no
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| The best laid plans of mice and men
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| Were noble before the crowd walked in
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| Let’s not do it
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| Until we’re sure that
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| It’s not clinging onto air
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| Far and away, we’re both gone
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| But we’re here for a sweet time, not long
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| Far and away, we’re both gone
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| But we’re here for a sweet time, not long
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh
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| The best laid plans of mice and men
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| Were noble before the crowd walked in
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| Let’s not do it
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| Until we’re sure that
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| It’s not clinging onto air
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| It’s not clinging onto air
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| Let’s not get famous, mmm, yeah |