| I still thirst for you
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| In the late night
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| Even with the sun down
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| Even in the daylight
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| I don’t know why I’m running right back
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| When you say it ain’t love
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| But it’s something like that (1)
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| You had me hanging on a dial tone
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| Miss opportunity was lonely
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| But she only seems to knock
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| When I’m not at home
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| We left off with the let’s pretend
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| We can just be friends
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| Caught a second wind
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| Now we’re playing chess again
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| I can’t expect to win
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| When you’re dressing like this
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| I can’t be held accountable for how it might get
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| The tension’s quite thick
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| Looking like I’m in trouble
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| Hard to be platonic
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| When I’ve touched every inch of you
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| So I try to resist the urges
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| I get when I watch you play
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| With your bottom lip when you’re nervous
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| I guess that I just preferred it
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| When we didn’t have to hold back
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| But I can tell there’s a part of you that knows that I
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| I still thirst for you
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| In the late night
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| Even with the sun down
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| Even in the daylight
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| I don’t know why I’m running right back
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| When you say it ain’t love
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| But it’s something like that (2)
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| It’s not like the conversation doesn’t intrigue me
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| But there’s not a drop of you I wouldn’t drink deeply
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| Let me speak easy
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| Yeah, you like to say a lot
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| I haven’t seen a fingertip
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| That tried to leave the tabletop
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| I can’t front like we never were in love before
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| I can’t push when we’re pulling in a tug of war
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| I’m not sure if I’m wondering your ring size
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| Or I wanna wander through the garden on the inside
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| But then I think of the breathing
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| The heat of the moment peaks
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| And the fever beneath us deepens
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| And I wonder why we ever try to hold back
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| But I can tell there’s a part of you that knows that
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| I still thirst for you
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| In the late night
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| Even with the sun down
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| Even in the daylight
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| I don’t know why I’m running right back
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| When you say it ain’t love
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| But it’s something like that |