Real life
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I freeze my hands as I close the door
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To wait in line so I can wait some more
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And it's true what they say about love
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Yes it's true what they say about life
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And I¡¯m taking it for all it's worth
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I watch the numbers register on the postal scale
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I think of your hands and calculate
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How a man, desired, feels the weight of a letter
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It's true what they say about me
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That I¡¯m out of my mind but I think that you like it
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So take the chance
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Be reckless with me
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'Cause I¡¯m real life
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And you're real life
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And we're real life
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We're real life
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Is it pleasing
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Six hundred thousand miles and all this solitude
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I know what is pleasing
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What I¡¯ll find beneath your new pair of glasses
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I've never included a name in a song
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But I¡¯m changing my ways for you
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Jonathan
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I need you to know
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I need you to know
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That I¡¯m real life
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Real life
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| Joan As Policewoman |
