Car wheels, high heels
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I like how it feels out at night in the city
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The wonder that your face is
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could really take you places you never thought possible
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so why lie awake a-listening for my key?
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I know you have your friends keep tabs whenever we're apart
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You can shower in my money but don't Bogart my heart
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Eye spy wandering eye
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And you're looking my way
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Something starting with the letter 'J'
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Some yield, play the field
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Invite trouble home but time is something we don't own
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When each day we're drifting closer to the sun
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I look behind my door to find my photo hacked apart
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You can Brando my belongings but don't Bogart my heart
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So just up and down and hop round if it makes you feel good
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Our love needs to breath
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You need to leave it be for it to start
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Tattoo your name on my shoulder
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But don't Bogart my heart
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Don't Bogart My Heart
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Darren Hanlon |