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Slipaway
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I can tell that you're wild
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and you love their achey smiles [?]
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and I know I'm on the list to be kissed
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when you're givin' out the name
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of the one you want to blame
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[?? as the one you want to claim ??)
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you'll be on the brink of tears, that's right
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could I talk you out of stayin' here tonight?
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well I see that you're cute
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in your Viarucci [?] suit
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and your eyes have seen the shadows that you hide [?]
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I could be a little sweet
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that would come off very neat
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you'd be on the brink of tears, that's right
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could I talk you out of stayin' here tonight?
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I've been waitin' all this time
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somethin's gotta change now
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I get the same erratic line
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slip, slipaway now
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slip, slipaway now
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slip, slip, slip, slipaway now
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well I see that you're fast
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and you're trip will never last
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and I know I'm on the list to be missed
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it's your sentimental streak
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that allows you to be meek
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and you're on the brink of tears, that's right
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could I talk you out of stayin' here tonight?
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I've been waitin' all this time
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somethin's gotta change now
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I get the same erratic line
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oh slip, slipaway now
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slip, slipaway now
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slip, slip, slip, slipaway now
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slip, slipaway now
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slip, slipaway now
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slip
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that's right
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slip, slip, slip, slipaway now
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all right
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Slipaway
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| The Cars |
