| And this is for the romance
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| It’s the reason that you hold hands
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| And even though there’s no chance
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| You’ll wish that we could slow dance
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| And this is for the romance
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| It’s the reason that you hold hands
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| And even though there’s no chance
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| I like what she had to say
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| She said, «We still haven’t liberated Mumia»
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| She said, «The name of the strain was Eureka»
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| She synced up the Bluetooth to play Aaliyah
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| I made myself a drink, tastes like pruno sangria
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| Nice to meet ya, knock on wood
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| I said, «I'm sorry, that my English is not so good»
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| She said, «It sounds like you’re fishin' for compassion»
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| I said, «You're dressed like an assassin»
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| And it’s true, though, she kinda looked like Trinity
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| It’s kinda cool, though, reminds me of Italy
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| The only time I’ve ever been there was a short layover
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| In Rome, didn’t even leave the airport
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| And that ain’t even the important part
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| But somethin' started warmin' up her broken heart
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| And I ain’t tryna send any faulty signals
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| Went to the bathroom, climbed out the window
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| And this is for the romance
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| It’s the reason that you hold hands
|
| And even though there’s no chance
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| You’ll wish that we could slow dance
|
| And this is for the romance
|
| It’s the reason that you hold hands
|
| And even though there’s no chance
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| I got you wishin' we could slow dance
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| Ay, pretty mama, are your kids at school?
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| You and I should go and find a swimmin' pool
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| Better if it comes with a hotel room
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| That’ll let us check in before noon (Aight)
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| Too many memories to fit into a shoe box
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| The cops caught a bad tip and raided the rooftop
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| She opened up a roll of quarters into a tube sock
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| All of y’all are poseurs, go and kick some moon rocks
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| I might be the droid that they lookin' for
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| Or I might be the boy you mistook me for
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| I might float across the ocean on a horse back
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| Just to get closer to your outdated format
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| I might be the gecko from Geico
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| Got the white women celebratin' Cinco de Mayo
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| They finished off a whole fifth of mayo
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| I grabbed the queso, flew away like an angel
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| And this is for the romance
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| It’s the reason that you hold hands
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| And even though there’s no chance
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| You’ll wish that we could slow dance
|
| And this is for the romance
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| It’s the reason that you hold hands
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| And even though there’s no chance
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| I got you wishin' we could slow dance
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| Ay, pretty mama |