It´s time to go home but I don´t care
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Just want to go anywhere but there
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So I jump into a cab and ask the man
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where I can find joy at
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As he quotes philosophy
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I see a sign that says One Drink Free
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Though I´ve had my fill
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I decide to go cuz you know it´s a hell of a deal
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She was standing by the door
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a brown haired girl around twenty four
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And I asked her what she was doing here
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she´s smile and then she said to me
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I´m here just wasting time
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Trying to make sense of this life
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You and me can possibly
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Be the start of what it means
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And I know I may be wrong
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what´s so wrong as long
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As we try to give each other
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what we need what we need
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~ ¢Ü
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So we have a drink or two her body swaying
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to the rhythm and blues
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And I whisper in her ear the music blares
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and she can hardly hear
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That I think she´s a beautiful
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girl and things are better while she´s in the world
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Still she understands
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takes my hand and leads me on to dance
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She presses up to me I swear to God
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I feel so complete Then I feel her lips on mine
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as I look into her eyes she says
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I´m here just wasting time
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Trying to make sense of this life
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You and me can possibly
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Be the start of what it means
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And I know I may be wrong
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what´s so wrong as long
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As we try to give each other what we need
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I don´t know what to say about it
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Even if we´ll carry on
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I don´t know what to think about it
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Of all the things that may come
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and I´m here just wasting time
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Trying to make sense of this life
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You and me can possibly
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Be the start of what it means
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And I know I may be wrong
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what´s so wrong as long
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As we try to give each other what we need
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and I´m here just wasting time
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Trying to make sense of this life
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You and me can possibly
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Be the start of what it means
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And I know I may be wrong
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what´s so wrong as long
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As we try to give each other
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what we need what we need
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~ ¢Ü
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wasting, wasting, wasting .. time
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Wasting Time
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·¹ÀÌ ° (Ray Kang) |