He can hear you laughing right through the door
I will draw the curtains, I`m funny that way
Stop the car, I`ll beat it out of you
Cliche on a reference, it feels so good
No, I won`t be sold till I see her face
We got so involved, we couldn`t hear a thing
And if you`re sitting next to us, you`ll want to move away
Cause when it goes, it goes
But while you`re here you don`t know how I love it
I`m at the bottom I won`t admit it
I`ve lost my senses
All my possessions
I`ve lost the good stuff
I will be sorry
I`ve lost the good stuff
I will be sorry
You get behind me
You get above me
Without your whispers
Without your kisses
I am a cipher
I am a cipher
You light the pilot
You make the metaphor come true
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