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He was lucky, she was quit pretty
Unfortunately they lived in the same city
Too much for her, to less for him
The conflict between them could become a thing.
He rings, to get involved with the plan he’s the man that’s always arriving (?)
He rings, her purse is low so she says no.

I don’t want you buying.
I don’t want you buying.
I don’t want you buying
That’s her excuse, what an excuse.
He says the night’s on him. Come on it’s better than staying in.
He says the night’s on him. Come on it’s better than staying in.

She wants what she got.
But he can’t give it to her
She wants what she got.
But he can’t give it to her
He’s a nature/immature, past its way(?)
Running away, when it should stay
He’s got his way of running away when it should stay

They go to their…, apparently friends(?)
Easy with their drink, kissing at the end(?)
To quick of her, too slow for him.
The tension between them could become a thing.
Let’s go, be discrete in the dark on the dance floor
Let’s go, she looks at her watch and she says no

It’s took of her dancing
It’s took of her dancing
It’s took of her dancing
That’s her excuse, what an excuse
Be closer to him, I won’t be … if you let me in.(?)
Be closer to him, I won’t… if you let me in.(?)

She wants what she got.
But he can’t give it to her
She wants what she got.
But he can’t give it to her
He’s a nature/immature, past its way(?)
Running away, when it should stay
He’s got his way of running away when it should stay

He loves her face, she knows how to smile
Come back… for leaves a while (?)
Too far for her, to close for him
The distance between them could become a thing
For once, she breaks her rules in her head and instead
For once she shows him, how professional she could be in bed
It’s time I was leaving
It’s time I was leaving
It’s time I was leaving
That’s her excuse, what an excuse.
Stay he says with a grin, letting me love you is not such a sin
Stay he says with a grin, letting me love you is not such a sin

She wants what she got.
But he can’t give it to her
She wants what she got.
But he can’t give it to her
He’s a nature/immature, past its way
Running away, when it should stay
He’s got his way of running away when it should stay

She wants what she got.

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