| One shot, that’s all you got,
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| I heard the whispers in the coffee shop.
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| Yes it’s true, that’s a fact.
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| What you say about that?
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| Jukebox playing a song
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| Sugar pie, honey but I won’t sing along.
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| Walking out, won’t look back
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| What you think about that?
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| I ain’t gonna cry for you no more
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| You know I would have died for you before
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| Now you got me walking out the door…
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| I’m moving ooooooooon.
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| I won’t be a fool for you this time.
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| There’s no coming back you crossed the line.
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| Now this is gonna be the last goodbye.
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| I’m moving ooooooooon.
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| You talk, talk — I don’t hear a thing.
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| The phone is ringing but I’m not answering.
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| Had enough of your stuff, baby I have had enough.
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| Come out, commit to the crime,
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| should’ve, could’ve, would’ve won’t save you this time.
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| Lock it up, throw the key, breaking out I am freeeeeee.
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| I ain’t gonna cry for you no more
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| You know I would have died for you before
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| Now you got me walking out the door…
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| I’m moving ooooooooon.
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| I won’t be a fool for you this time.
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| There’s no coming back you crossed the line.
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| Now this is gonna be the last goodbye.
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| I’m moving ooooooooon.
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| Everything had felt so right,
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| I never thought you’d do me wrong.
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| But you did, you did and I thank you
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| I’m moving ooooon.
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| I ain’t gonna cry for you no more
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| You know I would have died for you before
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| Now you got me walking out the door…
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| I’m moving ooooooooon.
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| I won’t be a fool for you this time.
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| There’s no coming back you crossed the line.
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| Now this is gonna be the last goodbye.
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| I’m moving ooooooooon. |