You retreat, I advance
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You cry on graves, while I dance
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You will ebb, and I will flow
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I'm so sure about you, you don't know
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The more I love you, the more you stray
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The more I leave you, the more you come for me
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Dance like this, dance like that
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Love me, love me, love me like a baseball bat
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But the music sounds so sweet
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The music comes so easy, easy
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Why can't we?
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C'mon, count me in. (two, three)
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C'mon, let's play it again
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Now I retreat, you advance
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Goddamn this goddamn dance
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Lover, how I miss you so
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Oh, I wish I never would've let you go
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I wish I never would've let you go
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"what do you want," he said all coy,
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"some kind of boy toy? some kind of boy toy?"
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Two broken birds, you say, we're two left feet
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Now take your coat off and make a mess of me
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So I've got a broken heart
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So what, it's a heart you could start
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Yeah, it's a heart you could start
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So shut up, shut up, shut up
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Two Left Feet
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Anya Marina |