Went to hell in my Sunday clothes
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Fell asleep with a bloody nose
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As for where I was going
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No one knows
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Then you walked up and I could tell
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There's no blood and there's no hell
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And I felt like singing, "If I fell"
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Go to heaven
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Where you are
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Keep your wishes
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In a jar
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When you're willing
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Hang them on a star
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I can't tell if I need you
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Well I could tell you that I love you
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Yes, I could tell you that I love you
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I thank God that I know you
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I want to tell you that I love you
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I want to tell you that I love you
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And I always will
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I was sleepin' and I was slow
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But you told me
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So now I know
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Turn me on just like a radio
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Go to heaven
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Leave your skin
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Pick a number
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Pick and grin
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Take a picture
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So they know where you've been
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Was it a poem or song that said
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Isn't it hard to forget
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Let's forget
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Go To Heaven
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