(Lyrics: Daryl Hall, John Oates, Sara Allen; Music: Daryl Hall)
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Maybe I speak too soon
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Maybe I play too hard
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And I listen to major worries in a minor way
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You sent your message to me
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Made a move that I'd understand
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When you moved from a ticket in line
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To a room in L.A.
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There was a time spit second I could have said please
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Fool around and my guard was down by a few degrees
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An unguarded minute has an accident in it.
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I guess I should have tried a little bit
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Yeah, I could have changed
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I could be anything that ya want
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But it wouldn't be me
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Do anything that you say
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Use any thought to armor the way
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So do you love them man that I am,
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Or what you want me to be
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I wanna hold you now but I can let you go
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So anytime you can do better just let me know
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An unguarded minute has an accident in it
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I wanna hold you tight.
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Unguarded Minute
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| Daryl Hall & John Oates |
