Come with me,
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Into the trees,
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We'll lie on the grass,
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And let the hours pass.
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Take my hand,
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Come back to the land,
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Let's get away,
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Just for one day.
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Let me see you stripped down to the bone,
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Let me hear you speaking just for me.
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Let me see you stripped down to the bone,
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Let me hear you crying just for me.
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Let me hear you make decisions, without your television,
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Let me hear you speaking just for me.
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(Oh, oh...)
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Metropolis, has nothing on this,
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You're breathing in fumes,
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We taste when we kiss.
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Take my hand, come back to the land,
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Where everything's ours, for a few hours...
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(Oh, oh...)
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Let me see you stripped down to the bone,
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Let me hear you speaking just for me.
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Let me see you stripped down to the bone,
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Let me hear you crying just for me.
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Let me hear you make decisions, without your television,
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Let me hear you speaking just for me.
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(Let me hear you crying just for me)
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Let me hear you speaking just for me
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(Let me hear you crying just for me)
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Let me hear you speaking just for me
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(Let me hear you crying just for me...)
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Stripped
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| Shiny Toy Guns |
