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I met this girl, when I was out |
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She was so reserved, with the brightest smile |
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Her hair was dark, and her eyes were brown |
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I fell in love in Chinatown |
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A million little suns hang inches overhead |
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A crowded hall cuts trenches to the left |
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Foreign tongue in my vernacular |
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Slack, I should have studied |
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I just sketched all my dreams while I sat in the back |
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Short skirts with the modest appeal |
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The barrier's there but the honesty's real, aversion |
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We don't look in the eye much, it's sci-fi and alien to us |
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Getting faded in the cut |
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It's Mr. "Hey can I just get a ****ing break between the awkward spells?" |
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She'd just as rather take a walk in Hell |
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I'm thinking self-image and shit, I need glasses |
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If she can, why can't I see past it? |
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Fingertips brushed together, freefall |
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I wish that I could function better |
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Gravity's gone, there's no coming back |
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And I just want the ****ing summer back |
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I met this girl, when I was out |
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She was so reserved, with the brightest smile |
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Her hair was dark, and her eyes were brown |
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I fell in love in Chinatown |
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A trillion little stars dust the blanket above us |
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How, small are we while the cosmos breathes |
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But, for a moment my scale changed |
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Nothing matters but the actions of this female's frame |
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I say, arcade screens in the backdrop |
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And she pulls me by the hand, take me to the back block |
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Shout's out to Menkoi, gotta give 'em mad props |
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Green tea by the lake; drink it to the last drop |
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Where the hell does the time go? The rhyme's slow |
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But her blindfold make me mind go up high, woah |
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Overlooking the city, wabi-sabi sitting crooked |
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It's pretty I'm type giddy |
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If I give her a kiss she'll remember me |
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Stuck inside her memory, my idiosyncrasies |
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And shorty was the finest round |
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I met her down in Chinatown |
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I met this girl, when I was out |
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She was so reserved, with the brightest smile |
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Her hair was dark, and her eyes were brown |
| [02:43.570] |
I fell in love in Chinatown |
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This girl (this girl, this girl, this girl) |
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Was out (was out, was out, was out) |
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Reserved (reserved, reserved, reserved) |
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Uh (uh, uh, uh) |
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Was dark (was dark, was dark, was dark) |
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Were brown (were brown, were brown, were brown, were brown) |
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In love (in love, in love, in love, in love) |
