It was quarter to ten at night
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And she was feelin' alright
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Just been out shoppin' all day
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'Cause it was the school holidays
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And she got back home, sat alone
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Flicked on the computer and talked to her friends
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And this boy came online
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He said he'd missed her
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He said he liked her
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Even though they weren't best friends
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And had been for such a long time
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So she started to ask some questions, oh oh oh
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Just some random little things, yeah, yeah
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'Cause she felt that if they were going to click
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She'd need to know the details
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He said "my favorite color's light blue, I like Irish ice cream
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Whiskey's pretty yummy and I like worn-in jeans
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I prefer kissing over hugging and lovin' over tears
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I like pizza and Mauritius but I ain't been there in years"
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Well, what a lovely, lovely boy
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He seemed bright enough
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He had a life and a good personality
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But not much going on in the bedroom, if you know what I mean
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But I guess it kinda adds to his appeal
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This is the guy who said he liked her
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And that she reminded him of something he could see but couldn't quite reach
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So she wrote all this down in a book
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That she could look at any day
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And it would always remind her of his smile
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And his funny colored hair
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She said "I like lots of different colors and cookie dough ice cream
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Baileys is the best even though it's quite fattenin'
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I prefer kissing over hugging and lovin' over tears
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I like pizza and I don't think I've been to Mauritius", yeah
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Oh, yeah, yeah
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Is it good there? Is it good there?
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Does it have lots of sun?
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Is it good there? Would it be really, really fun?
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He said "I think it would be fun if we went there sometime"
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He said "Let's go"
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She said "Where?"
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To Mauritius
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Mauritius
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| Charli Xcx |
