WTF am I doin' right now?
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What the f?..
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I was just wondering about you
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I went to meet you
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who would have known
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I thought it wouldn't be that heavy
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As our distance gets closer
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call me louder
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Maybe the guy next door can't sleep at night
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I don't care, of course
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Turn off the TV and come
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open you to me
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I'll come again tomorrow, so my toothbrush
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hang it here
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On this dress with my name on it
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What BB cream should have been all over it
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The way you sleep on my arm
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make me want to live here
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like me in your body
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I smell body wash
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Even in the middle of winter we are hot
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i can't love
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have to be busy
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can't love money
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You have to earn it babe
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you can't love me
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So don't call me no more
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i can't love
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WTF am I doin' right now?
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WTF am I doin' right now?
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This is Zene the Zilla
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Yo, WTF you doin' babe?
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I can't love, why are you like this
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Yes, I miss you too, your nails
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Memories of that gray bed
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Your clumsy cooking and
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The trembling voice
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I want you to turn on the boiler
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while going to wash
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Easy to put back on the clothes I took off
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I opened it up babe ye
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I wonder if my toothbrush is still hanging
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I wonder if it's a perm, your head is still
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I'm curious about your daily routine
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baby next to you
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That's not him, Zilla.
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Now you immerse yourself in practice
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I'm more focused on my album
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We were each in need of money
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You have to make money on the street.
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Your body is now like me
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I don't smell the body wash
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Even in the middle of winter we are hot
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i can't love
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have to be busy
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can't love money
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You have to earn it babe
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you can't love me
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So don't call me no more
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i can't love
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WTF am I doin' right now?
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