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Sneakin' a kiss
On the fire escape
A little game of pup tent
With a blanket and a broom
My mind is taking photographs
Of every little thing
Exhibit number 2 ...
A piece of white chocolate

And if you want me to,
I'm gonna cry you a river tonight
And if you ask me to,
I'm gonna crawl right into your dreams
And did you know,
I feel a chokin' in the back of my throat

I see you walkin'
Walkin' on tippytoes
Swayin' like a sunflower
On a Spanish afternoon
My mind is taking photographs
Of every little thing
Exhibit number 8 ...
don't be late

You crept in
Underneath the radar
Living in a glass house
Sleeping on a glass bed
But my mind has taken photographs
Of every little thing
Honey turn around
And the shame remains
Sneakin' a kiss    On the fire escape    A little game of pup tent    With a blanket and a broom    My mind is taking photographs    Of every little thing    Exhibit number 2 ...   A piece of white chocolate       And if you want me to,    I'm gonna cry you a river tonight    And if you ask me to,   I'm gonna crawl right into your dreams    And did you know,    I feel a chokin' in the back of my throat       I see you walkin'   Walkin' on tippytoes    Swayin' like a sunflower    On a Spanish afternoon    My mind is taking photographs    Of every little thing    Exhibit number 8 ...   don't be late       You crept in    Underneath the radar    Living in a glass house    Sleeping on a glass bed    But my mind has taken photographs    Of every little thing    Honey turn around    And the shame remains