Laetitia, you destroy me,
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so I can't see why I feel so lonely
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when you and me could be forever
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perfectly perfect together. I know.
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Broken down in my dead bedroom,
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stuttering to pictures of you.
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I know that you can always see me.
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I saw you staring through my TV last night.
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So I'll leave the door open all night,
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in case you decide you want to stop on by.
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Because you got to know who's been singing that song on the radio.
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The one that goes...(the one that goes...)
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My friends all call me crazy cause I
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stay up late anticipating,
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and planning for the day I sweep you
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off your feet, I'd never leave you alone.
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Laetitia, you got my hand shaking,
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I'm begging you oh baby please stop breaking
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my heart because I got the feeling
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that you and I will never really get it on.
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So I'll leave the door open all night,
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in case you decide you want to stop on by.
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Because you got to know who's been singing that song on the radio.
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The one that goes...(the one that goes...)
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Girl, come to me.
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The only broken-hearted loser you'll ever need,
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or I'll be left alone forever with my magazines.
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Come to me.
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The only broken-hearted loser you'll ever need,
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or I'll be left alone forever with my magazines.
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Girl, come to me.
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The only broken-hearted loser you'll ever need,
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or I'll be left alone forever with my magazines.
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Girl, come to me.
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The only broken-hearted loser you'll ever need,
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or I'll be left alone forever?
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Laetitia, you destroy me,
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so I can see why I feel so lonely
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when you and me could be forever
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perfectly perfect together. I know.
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