Nico take it slow
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Show me that you care
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And love's not just a flare on my sleeve
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Sleep well, I pray that cardboard boxes,
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Set the perfect stage.
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'Cause wood grain makes all man made things seem so out of date
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Life is not a play, it's what we
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Make of the people we love.
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Snails see the benefits
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The beauty in every inch
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Oh why, why, why, why, oh, why
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Are you quick to kiss?
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She bites at blades and leaves
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God damn you shrubbery
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Well I’m sick of vanity plays
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Should we move to the UK?
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'Cause life here in the states has escaped
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All the people above us.
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What we make of those people we love
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(Chorus)
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Snails see the benefits
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The beauty in every inch
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Oh why, why, why, why, why
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Are you quick to kiss?
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Baby, maybe I spoke too soon
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I’ll touch you once you make the first move
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Snails see the benefits
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The beauty in every inch
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I watch her as she runs
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My mother jumps the gun
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She puts her in her arms
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That is just like my mom
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Never lets go, never lets me grow old
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I wanna pay her back
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But love is nothing you can tax
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My family’s not rich by any means
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But I feel we won the lottery, that day
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The rock swallowed the girl
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And I cried as cameras caught my eyes
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My tears turned into butterflies
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They fly away as caskets close
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A new day comes you’ll wake unfolding
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Smile when you feel the sunlight
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You feel the sunlight
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You feel the sunlight
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(Chorus)
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Snails see the benefits
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The beauty in every inch
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So why, why, why, why, why
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Are you quick to kiss?
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Baby, maybe I spoke too soon
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I’ll touch you once you make the first move
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Snails see the benefits
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The beauty in every inch, oh
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Snails see the benefits
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The beauty in every inch
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Snails
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