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You were pretty, Queen of New York City,
you're a punk, you're Mayhem, Got on a lucky one, Came in eighteen to one, I've got a feeling, This year's for me and you
You took my dreamsWhen I first found youI kept them with me babeI put them with my ownCan't make it all alone, I've built my dreams around you
From the moment I saw youFrom the note you first weptThere is something about youI will never forgetTake a look in the mirrorWipe away your regretLook for me on the dance floorPlaying easy to get
In December, drinking horchata, I'd look psychotic in a balaclava, Winter's cold is too much to handlePincher crabs that pinch at your sandals, Here comes a feeling you thought you'd forgottenChairs to sit and sidewalks to walk onOh you had it but oh no you lost it Looking back you shouldn't have fought it
Our love is the futureI thought we would never seeLet's move to the futureWhere you can connect with me
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