(P. Pentland/Sloan)
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Drank it all to the last taste
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I woke up with a fresh face
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Another date in the U.K.
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And everybody surrounds us
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Living high on the tour bus
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It's not that bad
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The best we've had
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I ate Italian in Germany
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I spent my money on magazines
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Tried to talk to me and my friends
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But the phone wouldn't reach her
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I burned down to the filter
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Another day to wait
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She should see my face
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Are you gonna tell me soon
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What the hell I'm supposed to do
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To make it feel alright
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I've got more to say than you
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But I'm not sure what that proves
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Steppin' 'round the same old flame
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It's not my fault I'm not to blame
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Dancing 'round the same old flame
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Ahh...
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Had some trouble when I went south
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You had to come down and bail me out
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And that's the damgage between us
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When the storm blew me out of town
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And when my feet finally hit the ground?
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I was miles away with no one around
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Are you gonna tell me soon
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What the hell I'm supposed to do
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To make it feel alright
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I've got more to say than you
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But I'm not sure what that proves
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Steppin' 'round the same old flame
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It's not my fault I'm not to blame
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Dancing 'round the same old flame
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Ahh...
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It's a major cause of damage between us
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It's a major cause of
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Damage between us
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Damage between us
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Damage between us
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Damage between us
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Cigarettes that burn too fast
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But the same old flame justs lasts
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I've got more to say to you
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But I'm afraid to follow through
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Are you gonna tell me soon
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What the hell I'm supposed to do
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To make it feel alright
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SAME OLD FLAME
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Sloan |