Five A.M.
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Well I ride my bike
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Down your street
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Oh, in the cold and light
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My head's feelin' dizzy
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But it suits the shape I'm in
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Well I made a proposition but I'm always givin' in
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And I'm lookin' in your face
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And I'm searchin' for a reason
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For the things I should have said
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To you last night
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And if you could find
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You need my help
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But you wrote this play
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And you know it well
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And if you could find
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You need my help
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But you know me better
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Than I know myself anyway
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Six A.M.
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Well I look like hell
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Then I spout the lines
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Oh, that you know too well
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My head's feelin' dizzy
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But it suits the shape I'm in
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I made a proposition
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But I'm always givin' in
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But I'm lookin' in your face
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And I'm searchin' for a reason
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For the things I should have said
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To you last night
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And if you could find
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You need my help
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But you wrote this play
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And you know it well
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And if you could find
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You need my help
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But you know me better
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Than I know myself anyway
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Eight A.M.
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Well I hit the floor
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And I climb the stairs
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Straight to your door
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My head's feelin' dizzy
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But it suits the shape I'm in
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And I made a proposition
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'cause I'm always givin' in
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Well I'm lookin' in your face
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And I'm searching for a reason
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For the things I should have said
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To you last night
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And if you could find
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You need my help
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But you wrote this play
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And you know it well
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And if you could find
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You need my help
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Girl you know me better
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Than I know myself anyway
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Oh....
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Know myself anyway
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Oh....
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Know You Better
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Better Than Ezra |