Carve your name into my arms,
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'Cause I long to feel your name blood red.
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Leave our love life at the door,
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What's in store?
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We don't know just yet,
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And that is why when we get together,
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There's no need to be clever.
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Lightning struck at eleven same as last night,
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We talk deeper than weather,
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Baseball cap with a feather,
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Fire engine's here to quell the blaze in our life.
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Sidestep neighbours full of lust,
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Good times rust,
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And the runaway's best.
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And when the love detector finds a spark,
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It's before dark when we couldn't care a less,
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And that is why when we get together,
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There's no need to be clever.
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Lightning struck at eleven same as last night,
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We talk deeper than weather,
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Baseball cap with a feather,
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Fire engine's here to quell the blaze in our life.
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What's In Store?
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