Can you baby, phone me when our city's lonely crawl into our bed
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Remember, I am home soon, I can tell you,
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Warmer is the air than former nights we used to spend
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But I wish I was home with you
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All I can do is wait here for you under these city lights
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All I can do is wait here for you
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I can tell you come fall we'll move to Montreal
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We'll get that one bedroom and lock ourselves inside, we can hide there,
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Evenings filled with heavy breathing like
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Hey Mercedes days when we were young and things were right
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Cause all I can do is wait for you here
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Under these city lights
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City Lights
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| Sick City |
