| Woah-oh-oh-oh
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| Woah-oh-oh-oh
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| Woah-oh-oh-oh
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| Woah-oh-oh
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| You remind me of the sunny days, and that’s why
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| I fucking hate the sunny days, and that’s fine
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| You look at me in funny ways, like last night
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| I swear you’re never happy mate
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| Looking forward to the Saturday
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| Like you’re looking through my phone, when I’m half awake
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| And you kicking off at nine if I’m not back at eight
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| With that anger in your eyes, I can fall again (yey)
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| Twinkle, twinkle, I feel love in the stars
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| I feel safe in your arms, but I hate being apart
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| When the moons out, I’m still thinking of you
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| On my own with a view, take me back to my youth
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| Life can get exciting
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| I kinda miss all your kissing and your biting
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| Do you still think about the road trips that we took?
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| Every ten miles switching who was driving
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| I think I fell too quick, you got frightened
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| Conversation stay, whilst you’re typing
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| Gonna be another 4 am session, fall asleep
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| Asking who am I liking, it’s you I’m describing
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| Twinkle, twinkle, I feel love in the stars
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| I feel safe in your arms, but I hate being apart
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| When the moons out, I’m still thinking of you
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| On my own with a view, take me back to my youth |