Carpet stained with my red wine
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I've been staring at the fire
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I keep looking at the time
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I'm waiting on you
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I can hear the howling wind
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Yes the sound is getting higher
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As the night is closing in
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I'm waiting on you
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Those big black eyes wicked smile
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That you flash as you walk through my door
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Into my life
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Into my life
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Into my life
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Won't you come in and sit right down
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Here let me pour a stolichnaya
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Why is it when you come around
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I'm waiting on you
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We drink until we get too tired
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Even though you try to dance for me
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I still can't light up your fire
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So I'm waiting on you
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From time to time I feel so blind
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And there's still so much more left to do
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Into my life
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Into my life
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Into my life
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You call me on the telephone
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You say that I am always busy
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So why am I here all alone
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Waiting on you
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I pick you up in my white car
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I could fall ever so easily
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Why you keep me hanging on
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I'm waiting on you
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Still, those big black eyes wicked smile
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That you flash as you walk through my door
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Into my life
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Into My Life
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| Men At Work |
