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I know that I've been dancing around the truth
Tell me what the hell I'm suppose to do
I'm a little bit aggitated
With a slight scent of denile
(please don't call)
(me again)
I'm calling all the time I know I interupt
It hurts when all I hear is you hanging up
La da da da da da da
I wont try that again
(x2)
La la la la
(x8)
Everybody's going to the party and were having a good time
I'm feeling alright tonight with a better judgement
I'm calling all the time I know I interupt
It hurts when all I hear is you hanging up
La da da da da da da
I wont try that again
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You see this girl
She's got a problem telling time
If you knew her
You'd ask me so many questions
She's confused about her image
Although we all agree she's so beautiful
If you knew her
You'd ask me so many questions
I've never felt so good
Writing a song about you
I've never felt so good
To tell you we miss you so
Every song that I've wrote about you
And how we need you back
Yeah, it's kinda like that
I promise that you've never looked so good
Without that face on
I know, you know, you knew, you never could
I beg to differ if I had one
I promise that you've never looked so good
Without that face on
I know, you know, you knew, you never could
I beg to differ if I had one
I promise that you've never looked so good
Without that face on
I know, you know, you knew, you never could
I beg to differ if I had one
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I got the concept and came to the conclusion
That the top floor was just an illusion
To the fact that I go this break in my back
That I can't get out; I cant figure out how
You appeared right in front of me
Before your march down south a university
Is where you spend your daylight
But we're both just waiting for this friday night
Although the distance is daring
We both know how to drive
Wo-o
Weekend make-up for the lost time that we both apologie for
I cant stand the fact that this extremity is the center of my day
I see where your coming from
We've been on the same boat since day one
I see how you like to run
Back to the things that got you here
Although the distance is daring
We both know how to drive
Wo-o
Weekend make-up for the lost time that we both apologie for
I cant stand the fact that this extremity is the center of my day
Mondays I sleep away
Tuesdays I lay awake
Wednesdays are the worst
Thursdays I reminice
Fridays I see your face
And I can breathe
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If its not those cowboy boots in the summer
Oh my God I pray for another
Chance to drive down back highways
Til I stumble upon your beautiful face
Your presence isn't what kills me
It's that artistic gleam
That's taking over my scenery
Dream by dream
You might think I'm incapable
Of loving a soul like yours
You might think I'm a fool
For you
Girl you got style
That what I love about you
The way that you still back and watch this grow
You got dreams
And therefore I believe in you
All the small town people with their big remarks
They aint got jack to say about my movie star
she's got style
If its not the fact that I'm a wee bit younger
Or the truth that I'm so naive
My heart keeps leaping back to you
Like a dog tied to a tree
I know it sounds crazy
Its ridiculous to me
But without by my side girl
You might think I'm incapable
Of loving a soul like yours
You might think I'm a fool
For you
Girl you got style
That what I love about you
The way that you still back and watch this grow
You got dreams
And therefore I believe in you
All the small town people with their big remarks
They aint got jack to say about my movie star
What are the odds of finding someone just like you
Tell me why I never wanted to go back home
I'm still falling for you today
bye-bye
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I'm sorry for the nights I let you down
Now all that's left to see is that I turned around
Back to the boy you fell in love with
Not this prick that brings you down
remind your mom to call me I still care
cause her approval ment the world
and i will not dare to disagree
With the life you arrange
Just remember only god knows if I change
I'll sing along to every song
I type a lie for the ride
cause it would have,
I would write there to
through the good times
the bad ones too
I'm here for you
cause it might change
you're the one who keeps me asleep
on the nights where I can care less
if I ever woke up again
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