| Baby, you’ve got me thinking
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| 'Bout the things I left behind
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| A suitcase in Helsinki
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| Full of things I wanna set on fire
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| For I realize that you’ve been lying
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| And no matter how hard I try
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| I won’t be able to forget this
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| 'Coz this is very deep inside
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| Meaning what I left behind
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| What I left behind
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| Left behind
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| What I left behind
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| So I’ma fly back to Helsinki
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| And even stay there for a while
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| Gonna get my things back
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| Gonna get some fun and drink till I pass out
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| I’m gonna get on to the table
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| And dance my ass off till I die
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| And then I’ll hopefully forget you
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| And quit those nightmares I’ve been having
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| Every night, every day
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| It’s the same so hard to explain
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| A million pounds won’t be enough
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| To make me stare back at your face
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| That’s what I left behind
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| Left behind
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| What I left behind
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| Left behind, yeah, yeah
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| Left behind
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| What I left behind
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| Left behind
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| Every night, every day
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| It’s the same, so hard to explain
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| A million pounds won’t be enough
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| To make me stare back at your face
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| Baby, you’ve got me thinking
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| Baby, you’ve got me thinking
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| Baby, you’ve got me thinking
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| About the things I left behind
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| A suitcase in Helsinki
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| Full of things I wanna set on fire
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| I’m gonna jump onto the table
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| And dance my ass off till I die
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| And then I’ll hopefully forget you
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| And quit those nightmares I’ve been having
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| Every night, every day
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| It’s the same, so hard to explain
|
| A million pounds won’t be enough
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| To make me stare back at your face
|
| Every night, every day
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| It’s the same, so hard to explain
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| A million pounds won’t be enough
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| To make me stare back at your face
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| That’s what I left behind |