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Through My Fingers
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So baby, you don't have the time
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Too busy, you can't see the crime
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In keeping yourself to yourself
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Well girl,
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You don't look that good anyway
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Persistence paid off in the end
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She insisted we'd only be friends
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That was then this is now one year later
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It's not right, no not quite
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All the lights are on but no-one's home tonight
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Girl with a summer tan
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Slips through my fingers like sand
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All I wanted to see was you
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Coming home to me
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Smiled so wide I'm tearing my face
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When she moved her stuff into my place
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But all I see now are notes on a table
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Yeah I love you too
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But what good does that do ?
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We gotta get together baby
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Me 'n' you
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Girl with a summer tan
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Slips through my fingers like sand
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All I wanted to see was you
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Coming home to me
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I go crazy pacing the floor
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Learn my lines
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Then you walk through the door
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When I see you it fires something in me
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Your loving shows
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I wanna burn these clothes
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Take you right there where you're standing
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Lace and all
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Girl with a summer tan
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Slips through my fingers like sand
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All I wanted to see was you
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Coming home to me
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Through My Fingers
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