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I can't help, can't help but thinking
About when we last were drinking
Told me that nothing gets past you
And I like you, I like you
This feels, this feels romantic
I watch, watch myself panic
Built up, is this built up in my head
What happens when the summer ends
Am I too much, did I freak you out
And would you like to go home with me
Maybe I, I guess I'm not sorry
For being so romantic
But I just know what I'm
I want
Am I too much, did I freak you out
And would you like to go home with me
Maybe I, I guess I'm not sorry
For being so romantic
But I just know what I want
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