(This goes out to the radio stations going out to you...)
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Lucy, I've confessions
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I don't think you ought to know
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Lets just sit back
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Forget about what's past
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You see my longs are wet with age
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Beyond what I can show
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This is the first time
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It's not the last
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it's not the last
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And it's been long since i've moved
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Long since I've grooved on
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And now my empty chorus falls on empty ears
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Since I left LA days ago
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The concert made me crave the shows
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And times when I could be more cavalier
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Don't you look away too long
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You see I've got something you might need
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Don't look away too long
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I said you may not believe and I just may concede
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Holding onto what is right
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The truth escaped me twice last night
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In clouds of smoke and scattered ash
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With visions of an empty hall
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While wiggers crowd the shopping malls
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And overzealous DJ's that ghetto blasted rap
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Don't you look away too long
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You see I've got something you might need
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Don't look away too long
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I said you may not believe and I just may concede
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hey..
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(Chicka uh)
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Lucy, I've confessions I dont think you want to know
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let's just sit back
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forget about what's past
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you see there are places that we shouldn't go
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and not so fast
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Don't you look away too long
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You see I've got something you might need
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Don't look away too long
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I said you may not believe and I just may concede
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don't don't don't don't
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look away too long
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You see I've got something you might need
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Don't look away too long
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I said you may not believe and I just may concede
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Plucked
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Something Corporate |