I drove by my old lover's house last night at three a.m.
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Her car was parked next to his so I just honked my horn
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But I'm looking for something new
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Something like you
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And I'm wondering what I should do
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Are you in the mood?
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Last night I had a fantasy you knocked upon my door
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Your lips were so familiar you reached into my core
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But I'm looking for something new
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Something like you
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And I'm wondering what I should do
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Are you in the mood?
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Yellow street lamps
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Light the night
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Lonely street corners
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Sob and cry
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The car is silent
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I could hear my thoughts
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My belly's full, but my
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Heart is not
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I fell to my knees in front of the bathroom mirror
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My eyes were as hollow as the six o'clock news
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But I'm looking for something new
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Something like you
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And I'm wondering what I should do
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Are you in the mood?
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I drove by my old lover's house last night at three a.m.
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Old Lover's House
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