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Close Talker
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Afterthought
Read my heart and say
'We'll make it alright if you follow along'
And I'll throw it away;
Keepin' it all we said that we won't
Show it off, to some dismay
Bottles in the heat of the night
Feel soft. I hate to say
'Shake it off and it'll be alright.'
Come on baby, won't you stay?
I've said it like a hundred times
I feel my life's untied and pacin' into overdrive
Keep it in a tight bouquet
So nobody can recognize
It's not the way I'd hoped that our moanin' was advertised
Come on baby, won't you stay?
But like this song, it became an afterthought
I feel so far away
While we're sittin' here in a similar room
And I feel so far away
Even though its all we've been doin'
About to go away --
I'm taking off just for a month
It'll probably be ok
We're usually better when we can't talk enough
C'mon read my heart and say
'You'll make it alright if you follow along'
And I'll throw it away
Keepin' it all we said they were going
It's just the time won't last for long
We'll feel like more than just an afterthought
Just the time I hope is gone
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Shake it off, about to go on
Come on baby, won't you stay?
I've said it like a hundred times
I feel my life's untied and pacin' into overdrive
Keep it in a tight bouquet
So nobody can recognize
It's not the way I'd hoped that our movin' was advertised
Come on baby, won't you stay?
I've said it like a hundred times
I feel my life's untied and pacin' into overdrive
Keep it in a tight bouquet
So nobody can recognize
It's not the way I'd hoped that our movin' was advertised
When you said 'it's so fine' when you started then
When you said 'you're all mine until we start all over.'
Come on baby, won't you stay?
I've said it like a hundred times
I feel my life's untied and pacin' into overdrive
Keep it in a tight bouquet
So nobody can recognize
It's not the way I'd hoped that our moanin' was advertised
Come on baby, won't you stay?
I've said it like a hundred times
I feel my life's untied and pacin' into overdrive
Keep it in a tight bouquet
So nobody can recognize
It's not the way I'd hoped that our moanin' was advertised
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