You came to me when I was alone
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Tried to drag me in to your danger zone
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You told me things, got right inside
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And showed me things I'd never tried
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You got a hold, you wouldn't let go
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You lied and lied and lied, it was a great big show
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Everything about us looks wrong
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But I swear it feels right
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People talk, I hear them do it
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They think they know and I never knew it
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You're a gigolo, I've heard it said
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But I've got a sweet name for you instead
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They imagine what must thrill
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Well, they'll never know for sure, but I will
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Everything about us looks wrong
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But I swear it feels right
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Everything about us looks wrong
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But I swear it feels right
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Whispering is rude in public places
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It's so obvious, it's written on their faces
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They think you're taking me for a great big ride
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And you know what's more, They're probably right
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I'm hopping on with you tonight
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You take me up and let me down
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Don't like my friends to come around
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If you're not center of the stage
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You sulk and rant and go into a rage
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Oh but I can leave at any time
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But I'd miss the oh so absurd and the so sublime
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Everything about us looks wrong
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But I swear it feels right
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Everything about us looks wrong
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But I swear it feels right
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Everything about us looks wrong
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But I swear it feels right
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Kinda Nice, I Like It
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| Pretenders |
