She would spend another afternoon drinking wine Sitting on your door, just wasting time Talking about the way it used to be So much better Or another night baby in your arms Still another one could do no harm Reminds me of how it used to feel So much wetter I never know what's right for her There's always something I never notice wrong To giving it up before you get down You gotta be in before you get out You're gonna be gone, before you get found In another boring... Spin another bottle in a low-lit room Nothing tastes better than young flowers in bloom I know that's how it used to be We were so much younger Over that now and I can count the years Everybody now is just counting tears And plastic bills and their protective pills And I just took my time I never know what's right for her There's always something I never notice wrong Giving it up before you get down You gotta be in before you get out You're gonna be gone before you get found In another boring afternoon Giving it up before you get down You gotta be in before you get out, get out, get out, get out... Giving it up before you get down You gotta be in before you get out You're gonna be gone before you get found In another boring afternoon Giving it up before you get down You gotta be in before you get out, get out, get out, get out... Giving it up before you get down You gotta be in before you get out You're gonna be gone Before you get found in another boring afternoon Giving it up before you get down You gotta be in before you get out You're gonna be gone before you get found In another boring... Giving it up for, giving it up for Giving it up for another boring afternoon
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