Quarter to three
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At the DMV
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That's when I saw her
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She didn't see me
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Behind Window B
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Explaining patiently
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How she needs to see
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Six forms of ID
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Oh tell me now
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Who do you love?
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Who do you love?
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Who can you trust with your love these days?
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Yolanda Hayes x2
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Quarter to four
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The line's still out the door
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I can see in her eyes
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She's heard it all before
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She's looking alright
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Despite the bright fluorescent lights
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And I wonder what she's like when she gets home at night
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Oh tell me now
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Who do you love?
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Who do you love?
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Who can you trust with your love these days?
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Yolanda Hayes x2
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It occurs to me
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Suddenly
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She's been here for an eternity
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The hours pass
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The days go by
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But has anybody really tried
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To cross that line
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To get inside?
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A little more time
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And now the girl is mine
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I hit her with my very best pickup line
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She puts down my file
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Stares at me awhile
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And I swear I see her crack a little smile
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Oh tell me now
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Who do you love
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Who do you love?
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Who can you trust with your love these days?
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Yolanda Hayes x2
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Yolanda Hayes
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| Fountains Of Wayne |
