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We're tossing and turning under the sheets
like we're running down the streets. The situation's dire Hearts are on fire You are so very taken love we shouldn't be makin' We pay the tolls can we save our souls? This song I'm singing as the bells are ringing. Will you be mine today or will you go away?
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