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Still a little bit of your taste in my mouth |
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Still a little bit of you laced with my doubt |
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Its still a little hard to see what’s goin on |
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Still a little bit of your ghost your weakness |
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Still a little bit of your face I haven’t kissed |
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You slip a little closer each day, yet I can’t say what’s goin’ on. |
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So its not hard to fall when you float like a cannonball |
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Still a little bit of your song in my ear |
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Still a little bit of your words I long to hear |
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You step a little closer to me, so close that I can’t see what’s goin’ on |
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So its not hard to fall when you float like a cannonball |
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So c’mon courage - teach me to be shy |
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’cos it’s not hard to fall |
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And I don’t wanna scare her |
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And I don’t wanna lose... |
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When you know that ya just don’t know |
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