| Come home, it’s cold
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| Parents are out
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| Sneak though the porch
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| You got your paws on me on the couch
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| There’s nothing in my mind
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| And yet I can’t keep off of
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| Your TV-fueled sex drive
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| Call me her name one more time
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| And I swear to God, I’ll eat you alive
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| You wanna go for a kickabout throwdown
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| Get your shoes on and let’s go out
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| This is what we’re s’posed to be
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| Loveless and carefree
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| Tell me what you want me to be
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| Because I love you carelessly
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| Race to your car
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| Shotgun front seats
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| You lost your spot, you lost it to me
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| You wanna stick 'em up
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| Well, you’re just fighting for the sake of it
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| Not for peace or love
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| And you carved your scar
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| Across my face
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| Saying «Here's my heart
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| Be my saving grace»
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| And soon we’re drawn away
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| Hey, but I’m sayin' I’d love to, baby
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| This is what we’re s’posed to be
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| Loveless and carefree
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| Tell me what you want me to be
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| 'Cause I love you carelessly
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| Don’t leave tonight, otherwise
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| My thoughts for you will multiply
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| I’ll be up all night with nothing more
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| Than the TV-fueled sex drive
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| Whether you like it or not
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| You’re gonna see me a lot
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| So don’t you push me off, push me off, push me off
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| Just 'cause I said that I don’t
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| Doesn’t mean that I won’t
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| So don’t you cut me off, cut me off, cut me off
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| This is what we’re s’posed to be
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| Loveless and carefree
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| Come on and tell me what you want me to be
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| Loveless and carefee
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| Tell me what you want me to be
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| Because I love, I love you carelessly |