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That song.
I only want one night,
To turn your world around.
I don't like you that much,
Just enough that your name resounds.
I only need one time,
To get you out of my head,
Come on, just this once,
I'll call you my baby, let's just go to bed.
Oh my god, let's do this again.
Sooner rather than later.
Fuck it, let's go again right now,
My desire's grown greater.
Yes, I do say all the right things,
I'm head over heels in lust.
Let me say them in your ear,
I need to kiss you again, I must.
Let me take you again,
Next time I won't be so pissed,
I need to see you tonight,
Sheer lust is all this is.
What do you mean you're flattered?
Why have the texts changed?
Why all of a sudden are you ignoring my glances?
Are you changing what's been arranged?
What do you mean it's not a good idea?
No, that's what makes it fun.
Seriously, are you giving me the brush of?
Wow, were you going to tell me in person?
Too damn right I'm angry.
Too fucking right I've got the arse.
We agreed it wasn't anything serious,
And no, it wasn't gonna last.
No, we're not fucking cool.
Don't expect me to sing and jump.
You were just gonna let me carry on trying,
And that's why I've got the ump.
You were going to let me make a twat of myself,
For just how bloody long?
My blood boils now,
Every time I hear that fucking song.
That fucking song that sealed the deal,
The fucking song that worked.
I still care about you, way too much,
And that's what fucking hurts.
To turn your world around.
I don't like you that much,
Just enough that your name resounds.
I only need one time,
To get you out of my head,
Come on, just this once,
I'll call you my baby, let's just go to bed.
Oh my god, let's do this again.
Sooner rather than later.
Fuck it, let's go again right now,
My desire's grown greater.
Yes, I do say all the right things,
I'm head over heels in lust.
Let me say them in your ear,
I need to kiss you again, I must.
Let me take you again,
Next time I won't be so pissed,
I need to see you tonight,
Sheer lust is all this is.
What do you mean you're flattered?
Why have the texts changed?
Why all of a sudden are you ignoring my glances?
Are you changing what's been arranged?
What do you mean it's not a good idea?
No, that's what makes it fun.
Seriously, are you giving me the brush of?
Wow, were you going to tell me in person?
Too damn right I'm angry.
Too fucking right I've got the arse.
We agreed it wasn't anything serious,
And no, it wasn't gonna last.
No, we're not fucking cool.
Don't expect me to sing and jump.
You were just gonna let me carry on trying,
And that's why I've got the ump.
You were going to let me make a twat of myself,
For just how bloody long?
My blood boils now,
Every time I hear that fucking song.
That fucking song that sealed the deal,
The fucking song that worked.
I still care about you, way too much,
And that's what fucking hurts.
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