she takes it deep to her heart
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right from the start
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she talks softly over a glass of whine
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now and again
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she is more than a friend
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but don't you just throw me a line
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say now it would be great
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if she'd dedicate
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just a minute from her precious time
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said i'll give it a while
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but thats not my style
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now how is that a crime
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everyone says that i'm wild
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pardon my french but i still know my child
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and that wasn't it
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i told her i needed some time from her daddy-o
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i began walking
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while she was still talkin
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lookin for an exit sign
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pardon my face
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but i am leaving no trace
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cause i really haven't got the time
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well i began thinking
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and my heart is just sinking
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looking for a place to go
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well isn't it bad
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how she'll treats you so bad
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and u never really let her know
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well everyone says that shes cryin
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but i can't forget all the tiem i spent tryin
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and that wasn't it
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i told her i needed some time from her daddy-o
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and i know i know
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what it feels like to be alone
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i say now i know i know
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what it feels like to be at home
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i say i like i like
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stoping to say hello
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said its my life my life my life
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why can't we take this slow, why can't we take this slow
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why can't we take this slow
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now i been thro the phases
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and i walked thro the mazes
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i'm sick and just a little tired
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i'm sure it isn't fair
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but i'm not aware
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of the patience thats required
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if i could have kissed her
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everytime that i misses her
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i wouldn't be out the door
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but now and again
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i sure need a friend
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now isn't that what shes for
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everyone says that i'm lyin
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but i can't forget all the times she was cryin
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and that wasn't it
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i told her i need some time from her daddy-o
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and i know i know
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what it feels like to be alone
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i say now i know i know
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what it feels like to be at home
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i say i like i like
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stoping to say hello
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said its my life my life my life
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why can't we take this slow, why can't we take this slow
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baby take this slow
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its my life my life
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why can't we take this slow
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[repeat]
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My Life
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| O.A.R. (Of A Revolution) |
