| I begin watchin' late night TV,
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| When I should be asleep,
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| Gotta work in the mornin'.
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| Wish I was there,
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| Next to Letterman’s chair,
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| Waiting backstage, ready to play.
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| Oh, 'cause I’m there every single dream,
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| That’s ever crossed my heart,
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| And I’m ready to start
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| Secondhand dreaming,
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| I swear, I’m barely breathing,
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| I wanna know: is this who we are,
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| 'Cause I’m secondhand dreaming,
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| I swear, I’m barely breathing,
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| I wanna know, is this who we are?
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| Now, I wanna be what you want,
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| Wanna do what you want,
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| Wanna be only yours.
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| 'Cause I give you all that I am,
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| Give you all that I was,
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| Give you all that I’m supposed to be.
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| Somethin’s gonna have to give,
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| I can’t keep livin' on these dreams
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| With the faces that I’ve seen.
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| Oh, 'cause I’m there every single dream,
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| That’s ever crossed my heart,
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| And I’m ready to start
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| Secondhand dreaming,
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| I swear, I’m barely breathing,
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| I wanna know,
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| Is this who we are?
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| 'Cause I’m secondhand dreaming,
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| I swear, I’m barely breathing,
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| I wanna know, is this who we are?
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| Secondhand dreaming,
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| I swear I’m barely breathing,
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| I wanna know,
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| Is this who we are?
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| 'Cause I’m secondhand dreaming,
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| I swear, I’m barely breathing,
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| I wanna know, is this who we are? |