Like a new winter's coat
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I'm wearing your last embrace
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Like a cold quenching glass of water
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I hold a clear picture of your face
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When are you coming around
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Oh when are you coming around
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Cos soon I'll be cold and thirsty
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I'm hearing your last telephone call
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Ringing louder and clearer than
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The rest
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I hear your invitation to see it all
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Better written I am smitten no
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Protest
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So when are you coming around
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Oh when are you coming around
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Cos soon I'll be bored and lonely
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I'm tasting the last glass of yor wine
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The sweet taste linger left on lips
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I'm tasting your sweet kisses with mine
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The sweet taste lingers left on lips
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So when are you coming around
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Oh when are you coming around
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Cos soon I'll be sober and unkissed.
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Sober And Unkissed
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| Sia |
