I walked into the boutique
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He was standing there
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I could swear I had seen his face in there before
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It was this time last week
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I realized it just as soon as I stepped in the door
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I pretended to be interested in some shoes
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'Cause if not I thought he'd start to wonder
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As I left him I did something that I never do
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I asked him on a whim for his number
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Gave him a call the first day after
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One of those awkward phone conversations full of pauses and lots of laughter
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Got stoked on his music
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Inspiration
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Planned to meet that week at Robson square
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Showed up late
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Oops
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10 past 9
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Lucky for me he still was there
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He planned his joint to pass the time
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I started to feel this beat
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This beat
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This brilliant beat
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Pounding in my head
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My chest
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My knees
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My feet
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Should've seen it coming right from the start
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Beatboxer who broke my heart
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Ooh
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Ooh
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So we continued walking down Robson street
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And as we keep talking I keep feeling the beat
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All of a suddenly boom
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We overflow with conversation
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Was beginning to really enjoy the situation
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As I watched his lips move with such precision and agility
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There was no room to improve upon this boy's beatboxing ability
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Into a couple weeks of chilling in a similar way
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This certain boy started filling all my thoughts through the day
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I was overwhelmed by this boy
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Amazed and enchanted
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I was his toy and boy did he ever take me for granted
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I started to feel this beat
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This beat
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This brilliant beat
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Pounding in my head
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My chest
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My knees
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My feet
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Should've seen it coming right from the start
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Beatboxer who broke my heart
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(Hit 'em with a little more funk)
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So as the week goes he starts acting weird
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And my heart doesn't wanna doubt him
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In my head it was a feeling I had always feared
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He said there's something I should know about him
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I said I don't care what you've done in the past
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You know we've all got our dirty secrets
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I said this is something I really want to last
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But when he looked at me my world turned beatless
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He said listen miss
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I'm really feeling your kiss
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But still a million would give their opinion of this
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But let's be honest
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You were just another chick on my list
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And if my misses heard about this she would be pissed
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I couldn't even think of what to say
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A million broken beats drove right through me
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I took a breath another one and simply walked away
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Not believing that a boy could do this to me
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I walked home soaked in regret
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The rain turned to hail
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Then snow
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Then sleet
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I turned my face trying to forget what was left of
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The beat
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The beat
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The brilliant beat
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Pounding in my head
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My chest
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My knees
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My feet
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Should've seen it coming right from the start
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Beatboxer who broke my heart
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The beat
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The beat
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The brilliant beat
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Pounding in my head
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My chest
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My knees
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My feet
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Should've seen it coming right from the start
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Beatboxer who broke my
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The Beatboxer Who Broke My Heart
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| Hey Ocean! |
