She was sixteen and six feet tall
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in a crowd of teenagers comin' out of the zoo
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She stumbled started to slip and fall
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teeter-tottered on the top of patent leather shoes
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I happened to catch her and said,
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"maybe these ruby shoes are a little cumbersome for you"
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Maybe for you, now
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But not as shaky as I must have seemed
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talkin' junk through her giggle -- little teenage dream
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And on the phone I could not compete
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my dumb-love fake competence was getting weak
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For a sec' I thought I sounded sweet
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but sure 'nough in a gruff, faint voice
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I heard myself speak
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I could stay a while
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but sooner or later I'll break your smile
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And I can tell a joke
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but one of these days I'm bound to choke
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And we could share a kiss
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but I feel like I can't go through with this
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And I bet we could build a home
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but I know the right thing for me to do
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Is to leave you alone
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Leave you alone, now
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I'm beginning to like you
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so you probably won't get what I'm going to do
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I'm walkin' away from you
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it probably don't make much sense to you
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But I'm trying to save you
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from all of the things that I'll probably say or do
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Probably do
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I could stay a while
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but sooner or later I'll break your smile
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And I can tell a joke
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but one of these days I'm bound to choke
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And we might share a kiss
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but I feel like a can't go through with this
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And I bet we could build a home
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but I know the right thing for me to do
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Is to leave you alone
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Leave you alone, now
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You probably call me a fool
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and say I'm doin' exactly what a coward would do
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And I'm beginning to like you
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it's a shame; what a lame way to live
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But what can I co
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I hope you appreciate what I do
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On my martyr for my love for you
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A martyr for my love for you, now
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A martyr for my love for you
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A martyr for my love for you
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A Martyr For My Love For You
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| The White Stripes |
