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Someone's got the stereo close*
The close's know,
We go bad taste and touch it.
Second side and overcoat,
The winter's wet,
I'm sweating in your pocket
There's a destination desperate,
She's already stocking through.
Street lights craving her attention,
She can't stay alone it's true
There's no way that I can stay away, away, away, away
Make me see my own again;
I'll miss my friend,
I'm acting not so friendly.
I'm the one who's in control,
Who needs dispose. who knows what won't be showing
There's no way that I could stay away, away, away, away
There's no way that I could stay away, away, away, away