| I get to thinking that night, that I should call you
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| I like to think about the first time that I saw you
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| Thinking about you as if I lost you
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| I get to thinking that night, that I should call you
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| I like to think about the first time that I saw you
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| Thinking about you as if I lost you
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| It’s the sickest little feeling I’ve got, won’t leave me alone
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| When you can get your hands out
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| And you want every little chance that I got
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| I’ll give it away for free
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| It’s the sickest little feeling I’ve got, won’t leave me alone
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| When you can get your hands out
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| And you want every little chance that I got
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| I’ll give it away for free
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| Without your love
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| Without your touch
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| This world for me is never gonna be enough
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| Without your love
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| Without your touch
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| This world for me is never gonna be enough
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| Thinking about you as if I lost you
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| Without your love
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| Without your touch
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| This world for me is never gonna be enough
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| Without your love
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| Without your touch
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| This world for me is never gonna be enough |