I have to take out the garbage, I have to do that alone because I’m on my own. The stars out here ain’t nothing, not like on an island. As numerous as grains of sand, but out there twinklin’. Maybe I wished you. (I wished for you) Maybe I dreamt you all up. (I dreamed for you) Because you’re off the chain, hook, and cuff. God, I wanna kiss you, (kiss you) even when you’re insincere; even when you’re not, I still feel you here. In my mind like a chime or a bad melody. I feel like a child every time you speak to me. (with authority) Can you teach me? (teach me) Your bad English too? (2?) I think I’ll know what to do, as long as I follow you. You make me crazy, (absolutely insane) you make me feel so alive, (cruisin’ my vein) that even in Ohio trashed, I see Hawaiian skies. (((and through your lies))) Lord, I want you. (I want you) Lord, I need you. (I need you) I’ll be so sweet to you because I’m so sweet on you. I’d thrill to squeeze your hand, get on...
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