La la la la la.
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We are jus ta sexual making me an alcoholic relation.
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Words hit much harder than bullets from a gun,
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a shovel to the skull, a stab in the spine.
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Be my valentine, you don't have to say much.
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This machine is so mature, it's so much your type.
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(boy) "You be Betty!"
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(girl) "I'll be Betty!"
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(boy) "I'll play Joe!"
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(girl) "You play Joe!"
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We'll crawl out of my window, honey,
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and in the morning I'm out of my head,
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I wish I was sleeping In your hospital bed.
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Give me some time to get on your mind.
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La la la la la.
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Hey, come on down to my world.
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The memories enhance the way that you feel.
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I wanna get right back down but you're moving so fast,
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and I wanna be everywhere twice.
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This machine is so mature, it's so much your type.
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(boy) "You be Betty!"
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(girl) "I'll be Betty!"
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(boy) "I'll play Joe!"
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(girl) "You play Joe!"
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We'll crawl out of my window, honey,
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and in the morning I'm out of my head,
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I wish I was sleeping In your hospital bed.
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Give me some time to get on your mind.
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La la la la. La la la la.
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And in the morning I'm out of my head,
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I wish I was sleeping In your hospital bed.
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Give me some time to get on your mind.
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Hospital Bed
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Ben Kweller |