You're a red string tied to my finger
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A little love letter I carry with me
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You're sunlight
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Smoke rings and cigarettes
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Outlines and kisses from silverscreens
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Oh
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Dear never saw you comin'
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Oh
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My
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Look what you have done
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You're my favorite song
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Always on the tip of my tongue
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You own me with whispers like poetry
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Your mouth is a melody I memorize
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Mmm, so sweet
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I hear it echo everwhere I go
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Day and night
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Oh
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Dear never saw you comin'
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Oh
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My
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Look what you have done
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You're my favourite song
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Always on the tip of my tongue
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The tip of my tongue
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Ooh
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Mmm
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Mmm
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Oh
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Dear
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Never saw you comin'
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Oh
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My
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Look what you have done
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You're my favorite song
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Always on
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Oh
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Oh
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Oh
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Dear
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Never saw you comin'
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Oh
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My
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Look what you've done
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Oh
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You're my favorite song
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Always on the tip of my tongue
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Ooh
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Ooh
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Ooh
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Tip Of My Tongue
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| The Civil Wars |
