She's set to go, she knows she's looking good
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She's got the dress, the boots, the attitude
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You're out the door, there's something in the air
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You know by 10:00 the friends you want are there
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But be careful inside
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You get your drink, look up across the room
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She caught your eye and walked to you
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You talk and talk, but soon the night is done
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You ask her over for a little fun
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But be careful inside
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You thought she wanted you, you know you wanted her
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You thought she made a move, you took it as a sign
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It's moving really fast, but you thought that's the way she was
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So everything was fine, at least that's what you thought
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Sometimes in little games, we end up getting lost
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Now she's upset and you have no idea what you've done
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She gets her things to leave and now you're begging please
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You say you've gotta talk, but now her lips are locked
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And two weeks later all her friends are out to ruin your name
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You thought she wanted you, you thought she wanted you
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Now you don't know what to say, but you know they'll keep talking anyway
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Matt's Song
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The Soviettes |