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Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Its 3 am, I can't sleep Too late to call this is not like me But I'm still lifted from the tattoo on the small of your back The able of your chew when you were looking back See, god you're beautiful and I'm still coming down I'd like a one-night stand, but you had to stick around But I'm still floating on the perfume you left on my sheets I haven't changed a thing since you abandoned me Tonight I stare out the window |