Her gravity make me feel light-headed
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Small-talk turns to dust in my mouth
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She doesn't know that I'm already
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thinking bout how I'm gonna make her look my way
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But she smiles at herself in mirrors
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A little too often these days
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Maybe I'm unbalanced
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The way she walks, my God she'd get it
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All my friends reckon she is oh so fine
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But the way I talk when I'm speaking near her
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She must think I crawled out of the sea today
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Absolute Gravity
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| Snow Patrol |
