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By The Bangles, I love it in your room at night
You're the only
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By The Bangles, I knew it'd turn out like this
I'm keeping one foot
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By The Bangles, One thing or another
Your head is filled with
Questions, sights and
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By The Bangles, You know, you got it now
Is that yourself or nothing
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By The Bangles, Can we try to salvage what we can
From the weight
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By The Bangles, Words of comfort and love
Spoken in design turn cruel unkind
You
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By The Bangles, Six o'clock already
I was just in the middle of a
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By The Bangles, (S. HoffsV. Peterson)
Time's up girl now
No more excusing you
And those
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By The Bangles, You're sending me mixed messages
Mixed messages that I can barely
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By The Bangles, He's got a slow, slow ride
Got a camera inside
He takes
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By The Bangles, I want to show you the picture I drew
When I
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By The Bangles, Hey Sugar, I had that dream again
I saw you in
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By The Bangles, Busted down and broken
All in two
But you never thought
This would
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By The Bangles, Saw your head turned a bit too far to the
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By The Bangles, Pa rup
Pa rup
Pa rup
Pa rup
Writin' the lines as they come
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By The Bangles, Ride the
Gonna ride the
Ride the
Take all of the money
Take all
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By The Bangles, September girls
Do so much
And for so long
'Til we touched
I loved
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By The Bangles, Told her you'd forget
It hasn't happened yet
Oh oh oh, you
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By The Bangles, Single by choice
Never marry, never ever divorce
Listen to the solitary
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By The Bangles, I've seen the shadows fall
Colors that fade on my wall
Dressed
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By The Bangles, When I saw you for the first time
Eyes, the color
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By The Bangles, A summer's day so long ago
A thousand boats dancing on
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By The Bangles, Standin' in the hallway
Trouble comin' my way
He called me on
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By The Bangles, If you need me I'll be here
On my knees
On my
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By The Bangles, Who dries your eyes when you cry real tears?
Who knows
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By The Bangles, Threw away the things you loved
Now you want me to
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By The Bangles, I don't think about us much anymore
Frankly, the topic has
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By The Bangles, (S. HoffsV. Peterson)
Got to tell you
It seems so very hard
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By The Bangles, Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh
(Ahh, ahh)
I
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By The Bangles, All the old paintings on the tombs
They do the sand
